George Strait - Desperately Lyrics
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Desperately
Desperately Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Desperately By George Strait?
Every night it's the same
I hear you callin' my name You're lyin' next to me I give into your charms You disappear in my arms I realize it's just a dream, but Desperately, I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Shake the sleep from my head And try to crawl out of bed Today is just another day I make the coffee for one I turn the radio on Pretend that everything's ok, but Desperately, I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Know there's no reason to smile It's gonna take me awhile 'Cause I still love you desperately Desperately, I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Watch the sun goin' down There ain't nobody around I feel a night in the breeze I keep on tellin' myself I don't need nobody else And I can do as I please, but Desperately, I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Desperately, I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now Every night it's the same I hear you callin' my name I still love you desperately I still love you I still want you I still love you desperately |
Who Wrote Desperately By George Strait?
Bruce Robison, David Grant, Gary Benson, Monte Warden, Winston Sela
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What's The Duration Of The Desperately By George Strait?The duration of Desperately is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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