Counting Crows - Hanging Tree Lyrics
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Hanging Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For Hanging Tree By Counting Crows?
She brings her friends so we wont have to be alone
Fear I might lose my composure without warning I am a child of fire I am a lion I have desires And I was born inside the sun this morning [Chorus] This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time This dizzy life is just a hanging tree This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time This dizzy life is just a hanging tree They say good evening when they don't know what to say They say good morning when they wish you would go home You open windows and you wait for someone warm to come inside and then freeze to death alone [Chorus] She calls a waitress when its time for her to go And I know everyone is eventually leaving I got a pair of wings for my birthday baby and I will fall down through the sun to see you mine [Chorus] For me, for me, for me [Repeated] This dizzy life is just a hanging tree This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me For me, for me, for me [Repeated] This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me |
Who Wrote Hanging Tree By Counting Crows?
James Bogios, David Lynn Bryson, Adam Fredric Duritz, Charles Thomas Gillingham, David A Immergluck, Millard Powers, Daniel John Vickrey
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What's The Duration Of The Hanging Tree By Counting Crows?The duration of Hanging Tree is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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