Alexandra Stan - Miami Lyrics
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Miami
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What Are The Lyrics For Miami By Alexandra Stan?
There's a place in Miami where they heal your soul
They fill the glass with your deepest hope Where the faces have no name I feel I'm home There's a beach in Miami, when the sun is gone You dance in the sand and you're not alone There's no faces and no name I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home There's a place in Miami where they heal your soul They fill the glass with your deepest hope Where the faces have no name I feel I'm home There's a beach in Miami, when the sun is gone You dance in the sand and you're not alone There's no faces and no name I feel I'm home There's a place in Miami where they heal your soul They fill the glass with your deepest hope Where the faces have no name I feel I'm home There's a beach in Miami, when the sun is gone You dance in the sand and you're not alone There's no faces and no name I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home There's a place in Miami where they heal your soul They fill the glass with your deepest hope Where the faces have no name I feel I'm home There's a beach in Miami, when the sun is gone You dance in the sand and you're not alone There's no faces and no name I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I feel I'm home |
Who Wrote Miami By Alexandra Stan?
Cristian Sorin Ochiu, George Emanuel Calin
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