Anita Green - Dreams That I Carry Lyrics
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Dreams That I Carry
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What Are The Lyrics For Dreams That I Carry By Anita Green?
Mesmerizing point of view, hypnotic conversations
Contemplative swinging moods, drew me to you Never mattered when or where, who you'd been with The color of your hair, baby, I always cared But you couldn't see inside of me You didn't notice my intentions Nothing but dreams is all that I carry, oh Is all that I carry with me Cynical attitudes, the center of attention I wonder if you understood you could've changed my life Focusing my energy, setting expectations Trying to convince myself, she loves me A little look here, a little smile there Moments and memories that we've shared Roses and things, silly it seems is all that I carry Dreams that I carry, dreams that I carry with me Dreams that I carry, dreams that I carry with me We had no chance, never made plans So many things slipped through our hands Don't wanna look back, too late to look back I gotta get her off my mind I got no more dreams, it's over for me Our dreams all I carry, dreams that I carry Dreams that I carry, dreams that I carry with me Dreams that I carry, carry, yeah Dreams that I carry, dreams that I carry with me, baby Dreams that I carry |
Who Wrote Dreams That I Carry By Anita Green?
Jon Secada, Miguel Morejon
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What's The Duration Of The Dreams That I Carry By Anita Green?The duration of Dreams That I Carry is 4:46 minutes and seconds. |
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