Cowboy Junkies - Just Want to See Lyrics

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Just Want to See

Just Want to See Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Just Want to See By Cowboy Junkies?
I don't want to be no patch on no quilt
(I just want to see...) Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt (I just want to see...) I don't want to be no hair on no wall (I just want to see...) Blood-stained note saying f*ck you all (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, are you ready we better head to town J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down And you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round I don't want to be no chalk line drawing (I just want to see...) Toe-tagged question mark, until identifying (I just want to see...) I don't want to fuse with no economy seat (I just want to see...) Fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, did you catch his face Before they closed the lid? I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin Oh, you know, that would be just like him I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending (I just want to see...) Loved ones buried, empty days of waiting (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, darling, come to bed We'll try and sleep away this sadness These memories, too, are bound to die So our dreams will have to serve us Tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us |
Who Wrote Just Want to See By Cowboy Junkies?
Michael Edward Timmins
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What's The Duration Of The Just Want to See By Cowboy Junkies?The duration of Just Want to See is 4:24 minutes and seconds. |
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