Giorgio Moroder - Why Must the Show Go On Lyrics
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Why Must the Show Go On
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What Are The Lyrics For Why Must the Show Go On By Giorgio Moroder?
Did you think your love would last forever?
Did you always have somewhere to go? Did you tell your lies for entertainment? Did you ever let your feelings show? Could you ever tell the truth from fiction? Did you even let your lovers know? Did you think that life is an addiction? And love has to be killed or it may grow Why must the show go on After the crowd has gone? After the battles won Why must the show go on? On through the night On until light Never in our lives were we together Nothing real underneath the show Talk of passion could have been the weather How could love so wounded die so slow? Why must the show go on After the crowd has gone? After the battles won Why must the show go on? Why must the show go on? After the race is run? After the victor's song Why must the show go on? On through the night On until light Why must the show go on? After the race is run? After the victor's song Why must the show go on? Why must the show go on After the crowd has gone? After the battles won Why must the show go on? On through the night On until light |
Who Wrote Why Must the Show Go On By Giorgio Moroder?
Giorgio Moroder, Philip Oakey
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What's The Duration Of The Why Must the Show Go On By Giorgio Moroder?The duration of Why Must the Show Go On is 4:10 minutes and seconds. |
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