Gordi - Something Like This Lyrics

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Something Like This

Something Like This Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Something Like This By Gordi?
You take my eyes, but take it slow
And my demise is finding home And someone's questions can you know That people are looking for something they think they lost long ago Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh And when the heat blows over from my head now And I see you're holding all of me together now For all those hours I waited for nothing I wanted something like this Yeah, I got burned where I stand But it was harder then than now to understand How to bleed until you're empty, how to open what is full But I hope I know when I am capable of loving you And when the heat blows over from my head now And I see you're holding all of me together now For all those hours I waited for nothing I wanted something like this I wanted something like this I wanted someone I, I wanted something like this I wanted something I, I wanted something like this I wanted someone I, I wanted something like this And when the heat blows over from my head now And I see you're holding all of me together now For all those hours I waited for nothing I wanted something like this I wanted something like this I wanted someone I, I wanted something like this I wanted something I, I wanted something like this I wanted someone I, I wanted something like this I wanted something like this |
Who Wrote Something Like This By Gordi?
Sophie Louise Payten
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What's The Duration Of The Something Like This By Gordi?The duration of Something Like This is 5:00 minutes and seconds. |
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