Carolyn Dawn Johnson - Die of a Broken Heart Lyrics
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Die of a Broken Heart
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What Are The Lyrics For Die of a Broken Heart By Carolyn Dawn Johnson?
I keep having these disturbing dreams
My final days, the end of me For some odd reason, I get one last wish And every time, I wish for this Take me fast or take me slow I don't really care how I go In the daylight or in the dark Just don't let me die of a broken heart The kind of pain that you just can't take Will send a strong man to his grave There's not a pill that can give you a rest Or fill that hole deep in your chest So, take me fast or take me slow I don't really care how I go In the daylight or in the dark Just don't let me die of a broken heart No (Yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah) I've been crushed by that hurt before There's no way I could take any more If I fell in love, and I found out it would happen again I'd say take me now And take me fast or take me slow I don't really care how I go In the daylight or in the dark Just don't let me die of a broken heart Take me fast or take me slow I don't really care how I go In the daylight or in the dark Just don't let me die of a broken heart No, don't let me die of a broken heart No |
Who Wrote Die of a Broken Heart By Carolyn Dawn Johnson?
Carolyn Dawn Johnson, Shaye Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Die of a Broken Heart By Carolyn Dawn Johnson?The duration of Die of a Broken Heart is 3:23 minutes and seconds. |
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