Dave Gahan & the Soulsavers - All of This and Nothing Lyrics
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All of This and Nothing
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What Are The Lyrics For All of This and Nothing By Dave Gahan & the Soulsavers?
Sing your song, sing out for me
Give it everything you've got, just one more time for me Move in from the dark I'm all of this and nothing I'm the dirt beneath your feet I'm the sun that rises while you're sleeping I'm all you need The river's wide, too wide to see There's a storm outside my window moving close to me Move in from the dark I'm all of this and nothing I'm the dirt beneath your feet I'm the sun that rises while you're sleeping I'm all you need Black water high, too high to breathe And there's a ghost outside my window haunting me Move in from the dark Move in from the dark I'm all of this and nothing I'm the dirt beneath your feet I'm the sun that rises while you're sleeping I'm all you need (move in from the dark) I'm all of this and nothing (move in from the dark) I'm the dirt beneath your feet (move in from the dark) I'm the sun that rises while you're sleeping (move in from the dark) I'm all you need (move in from the dark) Move in from the dark Move in from the dark |
Who Wrote All of This and Nothing By Dave Gahan & the Soulsavers?
David Gahan, Ian Glover, Richard Machin
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What's The Duration Of The All of This and Nothing By Dave Gahan & the Soulsavers?The duration of All of This and Nothing is 4:21 minutes and seconds. |
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