Gomez - Our Goodbye Lyrics
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Our Goodbye
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What Are The Lyrics For Our Goodbye By Gomez?
At the moment, it has all become
A bit much for you, too much to be done But no answer and no letter came It's a lovely mess of getting shared We should ride toward the sunset 'Til the road we drive on meets the sky You and I We could sit right back, my dear, and take our time Travel light And the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash Past their eyes, our goodbye You know they hate you, they have always done And their stupid ways from the highest run They are blow-hearts, you;re a bleeding heart Please don't look back to the very start You've been so patient They don't know what they'll lose We should ride toward the sunset 'Til the road we drive on meets the sky You and I We could sit right back, my dear, and take our time Travel light And the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash Past their eyes, our goodbye I won't ask you why I won't trouble you at all We should ride toward the sunset "Til the road we drive on meets the sky You and I We could sit right back, my dear, and take our time Travel light And the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash Past their eyes, our goodbye Will flash Past their eyes, our goodbye |
Who Wrote Our Goodbye By Gomez?
Benjamin Joseph Ottewell, Ian Thomas Ball, Oliver James Peacock, Paul Blackburn, Thomas William Gray
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What's The Duration Of The Our Goodbye By Gomez?The duration of Our Goodbye is 3:17 minutes and seconds. |
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