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She Was There
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What Are The Lyrics For She Was There By Daniel Rodriguez?
So many nights I have stood in the moonlight
Watching it fade with the dawn Wanting her back with me, warm in the moonlight Knowing that moment was gone Out of mind, out of sight, Till the moon rose tonight All at once, I felt a chill In a spill of moonlight, she was there Though we both held very still There was something pulling in the air When she whispered through the dark I tried hard to hold my ground I believed I had a choice Till the music in her voice Turned my whole world around I would like to understand But the stars and I begin to blur If she never touched my hand Then what filled me with the feel of her? In between us stood a wall In a flash it fell apart Is it possible she heard Every last unspoken word Racing out of my heart? She never turned to me, but suddenly We had so much to share! I never took her in my arms, but she was there Oh, she was there! No, I never pulled her in Still her tenderness was everywhere Oh, she slipped beneath my skin Just as if she'd always been right there Has she been there all along? Was I too far gone to know? What a fool I must have been For how could I pull her in When I've never let her go? |
Who Wrote She Was There By Daniel Rodriguez?
Frank Wildhorn, Frank N. Wildhorn, Nan Knighton
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What's The Duration Of The She Was There By Daniel Rodriguez?The duration of She Was There is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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