Jane Monheit - Like a Star Lyrics
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Like a Star
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What Are The Lyrics For Like a Star By Jane Monheit?
Just like a star across my sky
Just like an angel off the page You have appeared to my life Feel like I'll never be the same Just like a song in my heart Just like oil on my hands Honored to love you Still I wonder why it is I don't argue like this with anyone but you We do it all the time blowing out my mind You've got this look I can't describe You make me feel I'm alive When everything else is au fait Without a doubt you're on my side Heaven has been away too long Can't find the words to write this song You're lovely still I wonder why it is I don't argue like this with anyone but you We do it all the time blowing out my mind Now I have come to understand the way it is It's not a secret anymore 'Cause we've been through that before From tonight I know that you're the only one I've been confused and in the dark Now I understand, yeah, yeah, oh, oh I wonder why it is I don't argue like this with anyone but you I wonder why it is I won't let my guard down for anyone but you We do it all the time blowing out my mind Just like a star across my sky Just like an angel off the page You have appeared to my life Feel like I'll never be the same Just like a song in my heart Just like oil on my hands |
Who Wrote Like a Star By Jane Monheit?
Corinne Jacqueline Bailey Rae
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What's The Duration Of The Like a Star By Jane Monheit?The duration of Like a Star is 5:16 minutes and seconds. |
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