Idina Menzel - Everybody Knows Lyrics
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Everybody Knows
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What Are The Lyrics For Everybody Knows By Idina Menzel?
I can feel you breathe
Hear your heartbeat I love the sound, I'm hearing it loud I don't wanna sleep If I'm dreaming, I'll miss tonight Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key [?] my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Hold me like a fire Under you I can't feel the rain I can't feel the pain Make what's left all right Take what's broken and build it again Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key [?] my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key [?] my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key [?] my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows |
Who Wrote Everybody Knows By Idina Menzel?
Greg Wells, Stephen Samuel Wrabel
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What's The Duration Of The Everybody Knows By Idina Menzel?The duration of Everybody Knows is 3:25 minutes and seconds. |
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