Ian Hunter - Still the Same Lyrics
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Still the Same
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What Are The Lyrics For Still the Same By Ian Hunter?
They say that some people never grow up
Lost in time, shackled to the past for ever, stung by love Still weaving, still believing yesterday's dreams If life is real then so is my imagination All I feel is who I am? Who I am? Who I am? And if I wished so hard I bled, would you come true? All I need's a bottle and the memories come flooding back And I see you though the rain, through the rain, through the rain They say you can never go back What if my love's still the same? Still the same, still the same, still the same Still the same, still the same When love goes right, it's the ultimate high you can be on Oh, baby, I've lost count of the times when things went wrong Bit I pick myself up and I carry on, on, and on, and on, and on And on, and on it goes I can't pretend imaginary friends are better All I know is people change, people change, people change They say I'm supposed to forget and go on What if my love's still the same? Still the same Still the same, still the same, still the same Still the same, still the same, still the same Still the same, still the same, still the same (Oh, baby, now) What if your love, what if your love is still the same What if your love, what if your love is still the same What if your love, what if your love is still the same What if your love, what if your love is still the same What if your love, what if your love is still the same |
Who Wrote Still the Same By Ian Hunter?
Ian Hunter
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What's The Duration Of The Still the Same By Ian Hunter?The duration of Still the Same is 5:08 minutes and seconds. |
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