Chris de Burgh - A Celebration Lyrics
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A Celebration
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What Are The Lyrics For A Celebration By Chris de Burgh?
Don't worry darling,
That's no forever in my eyes, Just want to hold you for a while, Nobody knows how it will go, Spending this night together; I can hardly believe it's true, I can hardly believe it's you, A celebration Turn it on and let it fly away, And let's see what we can do, Oh little darling, it's really something, When it's me and when it's you; I'm going to give you everything I have, Until the night is through, Did you ever believe in love? Did you ever believe in love? I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling in my heart, We'd be together from the start, Something inside you just cannot hide, Is waiting the time to show it; I can hardly believe it's true, I can hardly believe it's you, A celebration Turn it on and let it fly away, And let's see what we can do, Oh little darling, ain't you something, When it's me and when it's you; I'm going to give you everything I have, Until the night is through, Did you ever believe in love? Did you ever believe in love? Well this is it! Something inside you cannot hide, Is waiting the time to show it; And I can hardly believe it's true, I can hardly believe it's you, A celebration And this is it! |
Who Wrote A Celebration By Chris de Burgh?
Christopher John Davison
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What's The Duration Of The A Celebration By Chris de Burgh?The duration of A Celebration is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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