Cat Stevens - How Can I Tell You Lyrics
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How Can I Tell You
How Can I Tell You Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For How Can I Tell You By Cat Stevens?
How can I tell you
That I love you I love you But I can't think of right words to say I long to tell you That I'm always thinking of you I'm always thinking of you But my words just blow away Just blow away It always ends up to one thing, honey And I can't think of right words to say Wherever I am girl I'm always walking with you I'm always walking with you But I look and you're not there Whoever I'm with I'm always, always talking to you I'm always talking to you And I'm sad that you can't hear Sad that you can't hear It always ends up to one thing, honey When I look and you're not there I need to know you Need to feel my arms around you Feel my arms around you Like a sea around a shore Each night and day I pray In hope that I might find you In hope that I might find you Because heart's can do no more Can do no more It always ends up to one thing, honey Still I kneel upon the floor How can I tell you That I love you I love you But I can't think of right words to say I long to tell you That I'm always thinking of you I'm always thinking of you It always ends up to one thing, honey And I can't think of right words to say |
Who Wrote How Can I Tell You By Cat Stevens?
Yusuf Islam
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What's The Duration Of The How Can I Tell You By Cat Stevens?The duration of How Can I Tell You is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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