BwO - We Could Be Heroes Lyrics
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We Could Be Heroes
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What Are The Lyrics For We Could Be Heroes By BwO?
Take me to the roads where I used to drive
Away from small town schemes Cobblestones on bumpy roads To the life on silver screens Memories from a life escaping When the dark is closing in After storms have passed I see at last The magic can begin There I see the guiding light The star you’re born to be I realize your love has set me free We could be heroes We could be angels in the sky From the rainbow’s end to heaven sent We spread our wings and fly We could be heroes We could be lovers you and I And when angels fall and curtains call We climb the mountains high We could be heroes Take me to the streets where I used to walk The dreams I sacrificed Sticks and stones when angels talked Whispering sweet advice Every night I sleep without you Every breath you take away Becomes a foolish game a crying shame Leading me astray Then I see the guiding light The star you’re born to be I realize your love has set me free We could be heroes We could be angels in the sky From the rainbow’s end to heaven sent We spread our wings and fly We could be heroes We could be lovers you and I And when angels fall and curtains call We climb the mountains high We could be heroes Na na na we could be heroes Na na na we could be heroes Na na na we could be heroes Na na na na na na We could be heroes |
Who Wrote We Could Be Heroes By BwO?
Alexander Bengt Magnus Bard, Anders Erik Hansson
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