Chemayne Micallef - The Glory of Love Lyrics
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The Glory of Love
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What Are The Lyrics For The Glory of Love By Chemayne Micallef?
Tonight it's very clear, as we're both standing here,
there's so many things I want to say I will always love you, I will never leave you alone. Sometimes I just forget, say things I might regret, it breaks my heart to see you crying. I don't want to lose you, I could never make it alone. I am a man who would fight for your honor, I'll be the hero you're dreaming of. We'll live forever,knowing together that we did it all for the glory of love. You keep me standing tall, you help me through it all, I'm always strong when you're beside me. I have always needed you, I could never make it alone. I am a man who would fight for your honor, I'll be the hero you're dreaming of. We'll live forever,knowing together that we did it all for the glory of love. Just like a knight in shining armor, from a long time ago. Just in time I will save the day, take you to my castle far away. I am a man who would fight for your honor, I'll be the hero you're dreaming of. We'll live forever,knowing together that we did it all for the glory of love. We'll live forever, knowing together that we did it all for the glory of love. |
Who Wrote The Glory of Love By Chemayne Micallef?
Billy Hill
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What's The Duration Of The The Glory of Love By Chemayne Micallef?The duration of The Glory of Love is 4:38 minutes and seconds. |
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