Helena Vondrackova - Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) Lyrics

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Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas)

Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) By Helena Vondrackova?
I'm driving home for Christmas
Oh, I can't wait to see those faces I'm driving home for Christmas, yea Well I'm moving down that line And it's been so long But I will be there I sing this song To pass the time away Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas It's gonna take some time But I'll get there Top to toe in tailbacks Oh, I got red lights on the run But soon there'll be a freeway Get my feet on holy ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get trough And feel you near me I am driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas With a thousand memories I take look at the driver next to me He's just the same Just the same Top to toe in tailbacks Oh, I got red lights on the run I'm driving home for Christmas, yea Get my feet on holy ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get trough And feel you near me Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas With a thousand memories |
Who Wrote Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) By Helena Vondrackova?
Christopher Anton Rea
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What's The Duration Of The Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) By Helena Vondrackova?The duration of Na Vanoce K Nasim (Driving Home for Christmas) is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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