Brooke White - Phoenix Lyrics
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Phoenix
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What Are The Lyrics For Phoenix By Brooke White?
Early morning waking up my blinds are shut
The light is shining through Fills up my room Living on the radio Making mixtapes in the backyard by the pool Thought we were so cool Now I'm getting older still my memory holds on to you Oh let the light shine down on Phoenix when it rains Cause I can't leave here knowing all of my favorite things have changed Oh let the light shine down on Phoenix when it rains Cause when the sun is shining you know it feels like home Driving through the superstition mountains Listening to our favorite tunes On Sunday afternoon Mom yells out in the street it's time to eat It's time to come on home The sun is sinkin' low Now I'm getting older still my memory holds on to you Oh let the light shine down on Phoenix when it rains Cause I can't leave here knowing all of my favorite things have changed Oh let the light shine down on phoenix when it rains Cause when the sun is shining you know it feels like home I've been living far away and I've come home on a rainy day No it's not the same but I'll take it anyway! Oh let the light shine down on Phoenix when it rains Cause I can't leave here knowing all of my favorite things have changed Oh let the light shine down on Phoenix when it rains Cause when the sun is shining you know it feels like home |
Who Wrote Phoenix By Brooke White?
Brooke White, David W. Cobb Jr.
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What's The Duration Of The Phoenix By Brooke White?The duration of Phoenix is 4:46 minutes and seconds. |
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