JC Stewart - Bones Lyrics
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Bones
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What Are The Lyrics For Bones By JC Stewart?
All we are are ghosts
Shadows at the most Our fingertips, our holding on To something that we know is gone And though we are old friends And drive around the same old bends We've got our whole lives left So don't leave your words unsaid And down to our bones I think we both know I know we're counting the cost It's better to have lost Than never have loved at all Down to our bones Bones You say that you need space to breathe Well, maybe you need space from me You know just what I need You said you couldn't give it to me And down to our bones I think we both know I know we're counting the cost It's better to have lost Than never have loved at all And down to our bones I think we both know I know we're counting the cost It's better to have lost Than never have loved at all Down to our bones Bones And down to our What you say, what you say Say what you mean to say 'Cause I won't wait, no, I won't wait If you're gonna walk away What you say, what you say Say what you mean to say 'Cause I won't wait, I won't wait If you're gonna walk away What you say, what you say Say what you mean to say 'Cause I won't wait, I won't wait If you're gonna walk away What you say, what you say Say what you mean to say 'Cause I won't wait, no, I won't wait, oh Down to our bones I think we both know I know we're counting the cost It's better to have lost Than never have loved at all |
Who Wrote Bones By JC Stewart?
James Stewart
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What's The Duration Of The Bones By JC Stewart?The duration of Bones is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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