Daniel Rodriguez - Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") Lyrics
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Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans")
Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") By Daniel Rodriguez?
Be my love, for no one else can end this yearning
This need that you and you alone create Just fill my arms the way you've filled my dreams The dreams that you inspire with ev'ry sweet desire Be my love, and with your kisses set me burning One kiss is all I need to seal my fate And hand in hand, we'll find love's promised land There'll be no one but you, for me eternally If you will be my love Be my love, for no one else can end this yearning This need that you and you alone create Just fill my arms the way you've filled my dreams The dreams that you inspire with ev'ry sweet desire Be my love, and with your kisses set me burning One kiss is all I need to seal my fate And hand in hand, we'll find love's promised land There'll be no one but you, for me eternally |
Who Wrote Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") By Daniel Rodriguez?
Paul Mccartney
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What's The Duration Of The Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") By Daniel Rodriguez?The duration of Be My Love, for voice & orchestra (from "The Toast of New Orleans") is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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