Crash Kings - Come Away Lyrics
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Come Away
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What Are The Lyrics For Come Away By Crash Kings?
Thirty two degrees on a winter's day
Think about it for a second And feel the cool, cool breeze on your neck and then Think about it for a second If there ever was a day that you should get away I feel it in my bones I think today's the day And you can't back down Take the chance to leave behind A single dance in the snow Between the trees You will know the sound of nothing Come away on this winter's day We are going to ride again whoa And buckle in get you suited up It's time to fly Eighty two degrees on a summer's day Take a minute and remember With the cool, cool breeze in your head again Take a minute and remember If there ever was a day that you should get away I feel it in my bones I think today's the day And you can't back down Take the chance To leave behind A single dance You will know the sound of nothing Come away on this winter's day We're gonna ride again whoa And buckle in get you suited up It's time to fly Come away on this winter's day We're gonna ride again whoa And buckle in get you suited up It's time to fly Thirty two degrees on a winter's day Think about it for a second Come away on this winter's day We're gonna ride again whoa And buckle in get you suited up It's time to fly Come away on this winter's day We're gonna ride again whoa And buckle in get you suited up It's time to fly |
Who Wrote Come Away By Crash Kings?
Antonio Beliveau, Jason Morris, Michael Beliveau
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What's The Duration Of The Come Away By Crash Kings?The duration of Come Away is 4:02 minutes and seconds. |
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