Chicane - Wide Open Space Lyrics
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Wide Open Space
Wide Open Space Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Wide Open Space By Chicane?
i'm in a wide open space, i'm standing
i'm all alone and staring in to space it's always quiet through my ceiling the roof comes in and crashes in a daze i'm in a wide open space, it's freezing you'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me i'm in a wide open space, i'm staring there's something quite bizzare i cannot see i'm on the top of a hill, i'm lonely there's someone here to shout to miles away i could be back at my house, for i care they do not hear me, it's the same old case i'm in a wide open space, it's freezing you'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me i'm in a wide open space, i'm staring there's something quite bizzare i cannot see wide open space, i'm standing i'm all alone and staring in to space it's always quiet through my ceiling the roof comes in and crashes in a daze i'm in a wide open space, it's freezing you'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me i'm in a wide open space, i'm staring there's something quite bizzare i cannot see i'm in a wide open space, it's freezing you'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me i'm in a wide open space, i'm staring there's something quite bizzare i cannot see |
Who Wrote Wide Open Space By Chicane?
Paul Edward Draper
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What's The Duration Of The Wide Open Space By Chicane?The duration of Wide Open Space is 4:31 minutes and seconds. |
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