Chris Colbourn - Crutch [*] Lyrics
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Crutch [*]
Crutch [*] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Crutch [*] By Chris Colbourn?
Leaving
She came along She came a long way to see me She came across snowy fields Baby I've almost grown somehow I'm in between the coasts, but my mind My mind must be back in Boston And you're all above the moon And you're all above the moon I'm lying across the tracks And I'm on the train ride back Slowly I turned to him and said "Well if I'm not yet dead then surely this must be killing me instead" Turning I am turning blue In this bar with you but my mind Must be back in San Francisco And you're all above the moon And you're all above the moon I'm lying across the tracks And I'm on the train ride back And I'm in between the cars And I'm in between the stars And you're all above the moon And you're all above the moon Highways my head is loose at last The radio's on full blast, and I'm rolling In a midnight Chevrolet Snowdust I'm caught dead in the night The stars and fire light, the sky a jewel I believe I'm back in Boston And you're all above the moon And you're all above the moon I'm lying across the tracks And I'm on the train ride back And I'm in between the cars And I'm in between the stars And you're all across the moon And you're all above the moon And you're all across the moon And you're all above the moon The Moon |
Who Wrote Crutch [*] By Chris Colbourn?
Bill Janovitz, Chris Colbourn, Tom Maginnis
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What's The Duration Of The Crutch [*] By Chris Colbourn?The duration of Crutch [*] is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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