Amy MacDonald - Pride Lyrics
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Pride
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What Are The Lyrics For Pride By Amy MacDonald?
I never felt like this before
Try to hold it back and I feel it even more Sweat drips down my spine and my knees are weak I can not move, I can not speak But then you came and I held it together again I managed to stumble through Fifty thousand voices singing in the rain There's nothing that I wouldn't do 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me I never knew how proud I would feel Just standing in the rain. These three words mean everything to me And I'd sing it again and again. 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me Well the blue and the white of the flag shines bright And it's blowing there for me. With my hand on my heart, the honest truth There's nowhere I'd rather be. 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me 'Cause I'd move mountains if you asked me to I'd swim the seven seas I'll be the one to hold your torch again I'll do anything you ask of me |
Who Wrote Pride By Amy MacDonald?
Amy Elizabeth Macdonald
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What's The Duration Of The Pride By Amy MacDonald?The duration of Pride is 3:22 minutes and seconds. |
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