Fais - Used to Have It All Lyrics
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Used to Have It All
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What Are The Lyrics For Used to Have It All By Fais?
You're looking at me
I'm looking back at you Looking for answers What are we 'spossed to do? Stuck in a moment And we can find our way out Lost in a far memory What this is about We used to have it all The late nights on the beach Running wild in the streets Remember how we used to have it all The whole world at our feet The music through the beat It's crazy how we used to have it all The late nights on the beach Running wild in the streets Remember how we used to have it all It's crazy how we used to have it all You know I feel it I know you feel it too You've got my love What are we waiting for? Stuck in a moment And we can find our way out Lost in a far memory What this is about We used to have it all The late nights on the beach Running wild in the streets Remember how we used to have it all The whole world at our feet The music through the beat We used to have it all Remember how we used to have it all It's crazy how we used to have it all The late nights on the beach Running wild in the streets Remember how we used to have it all The whole world at our feet The music through the beat It's crazy how we used to have it all It's crazy how we used to have it all |
Who Wrote Used to Have It All By Fais?
Faisal Ben Said, Nick Van De Wall, Giorgio Hesdey Tuinfort
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