Elton John - Funeral For a Friend Lyrics
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Funeral For a Friend
Funeral For a Friend Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Funeral For a Friend By Elton John?
The roses in the window box have tilted to one side
Everything about this house was born to grow and die Oh, it doesn't seem a year ago to this very day You said, "I'm sorry, honey, if I don't change the pace I can't face another day" And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands I wonder if those changes have left a scar on you Like all the burning hoops of fire that you and I passed through You're a bluebird on a telegraph line, I hope you're happy now Well, if the wind of change comes down your way, girl You'll make it back somehow And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it kill me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands Love lies bleeding in my hands |
Who Wrote Funeral For a Friend By Elton John?
Bernie Taupin, Elton John
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What's The Duration Of The Funeral For a Friend By Elton John?The duration of Funeral For a Friend is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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