Christina Aguilera - Change Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Change By Christina Aguilera?
When I was young I would look in the mirror
Didn't know it then but now it couldn't be clearer That I remember being filled with such wonder Before learning that the world can be harsher Ooh, ooh Who you love or the colour of your skin Or the place that you were born and grew up in Shouldn't decide how you will be treated 'Cause we're all the same when everybody's breathing Waiting for a change to set us free Waiting for the day when you can be you and I can be me Waiting for hope to come around Waiting for the day when hate is lost and love is found Waiting for a change, waiting for a change Change, change For all the brave and the souls who went before us Stand tall, then proudly lift your voices Let 'em know who we are and our choices And one day we won't have to sing this chorus Waiting for a change to set us free Waiting for the day when you can be you and I can be me Waiting for hope to come around Waiting for the day when hate is lost and love is found Waiting for a change, waiting for a change Change (oh), change (hold on) Waiting for a change, change When I was young I would look in the mirror Didn't see it then but now it couldn't be clearer |
Who Wrote Change By Christina Aguilera?
Christina Aguilera, Fancy Hagood, Flo Reutter
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What's The Duration Of The Change By Christina Aguilera?The duration of Change is 3:06 minutes and seconds. |
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