Deas Vail - Desire Lyrics
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Desire
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What Are The Lyrics For Desire By Deas Vail?
I don't know what love is.
The truth is that I don't know to be honest. It's possible that I I don't want to turn away. I don't want to be afraid. I want you in every way. To come back the way you came. (I don't know what love is. The truth is that I don't know to be honest. It's possible that I) I don't want to turn away. I don't want to be afraid. I want you in every way. To come back the way you came. Fire burning on desire Fire burning on desire (I don't know what love is. The truth is that I don't know to be honest. It's possible that I) I don't want to turn away. I don't want to be afraid. I want you in every way. To come back the way you came. (I don't know what love is. The truth is that I don't know to be honest. It's possible that I) I don't want to turn away. I don't want to be afraid. I want you in every way. To come back the way you came. Fire burning on desire Fire burning on desire You say you're running out of the truth. And it contradicts the interest in you. You say you're running out of the truth. And it contradicts the interest in you. You say you're running out of the truth. And it contradicts the interest in you. You say you're running out of the truth. And it contradicts the interest in you. |
Who Wrote Desire By Deas Vail?
Anthony Wayne Moore
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What's The Duration Of The Desire By Deas Vail?The duration of Desire is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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