Bonfire - Southern Winds Lyrics
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Southern Winds
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What Are The Lyrics For Southern Winds By Bonfire?
Dreamin' by the fire
At the Gulf of Mexico Somebody's playin' a lovesong With a six string homesick tone Memories of summer The first time we made love And a promise left unspoken I saw in a shooting star The Southern wind was blowin' As if he wants to say The words I whispered in my hear Only yesterday You're my only one - my risin' sun You're the air I want to breathe Girl you're everything I need My shining star - that's what you are And as long my heart will beat You'll be everything - everything I need The fire is still burning I was humming to the song Couldn't think of all the words So I made them up my own Like a secret door that opens These words just set me free And the promise left unspoken Was the owner of the key Oh Southern wind keep blowin' Please carry me back home There's somebody who is waiting And I've gotta let her know You're my only one - my risin' sun You're the air I want to breathe Girl you're everything I need My shining star - that's what you are And as long my heart will beat You'll be everything - everything I need And when Southern Winds are blowin' They might even bring some rain But the promise left unspoken Will always be the same |
Who Wrote Southern Winds By Bonfire?
Claus Lessmann, Hans Ziller
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What's The Duration Of The Southern Winds By Bonfire?The duration of Southern Winds is 4:50 minutes and seconds. |
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