Belinda Carlisle - Loneliness Game Lyrics
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Loneliness Game
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What Are The Lyrics For Loneliness Game By Belinda Carlisle?
She could have anything
But still she's down The happiness that means everything Is not around On the outside It looks like a perfect world Inside, I know what you're thinking She's too pretty to be sad She's too rich to cry She's no different She's just the same No one's left out of this loneliness game She can't find her way out of the loneliness game No, she can't find love Pearls don't mean a thing When love's not there No gold or diamond rings Can stop the tears From the outside You couldn't feel her pain Inside, I know what you're thinking She's too pretty to be sad She's too rich to cry She's no different She's just the same No one's left out of this loneliness game She can't find her way out of the loneliness game No, she can't find love In the loneliness game The loneliness game She lies awake at night Alone in silence She reaches for the light And waits for guidance She's too pretty to be sad She's too rich to cry She's no different She's just the same No one's left out of this loneliness game She can't find her way out of this loneliness game No, she can't buy love In the loneliness game The loneliness game |
Who Wrote Loneliness Game By Belinda Carlisle?
Belinda Carlisle, Eric Pressley
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What's The Duration Of The Loneliness Game By Belinda Carlisle?The duration of Loneliness Game is 4:43 minutes and seconds. |
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