Joan Armatrading - Recommend My Love Lyrics
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Recommend My Love
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What Are The Lyrics For Recommend My Love By Joan Armatrading?
If there is any other way I will find it
I will not be losing you If I can help it I won't take this lying down I'm gonna fight for you I'm in the middle Not easy for me baby Not easy for me This may sound emotional I have a deep sense of holding on I'm gonna wrap you in my love I'm gonna wrap you in my love And I can recommend my love I can recommend my love I can't fake it You are a big part of my life And I won't make it If I give up if I give in This may sound emotional I have a deep sense of holding on I'm gonna hold on to you No time for crying I've got work to do I've got to wrap you in my love I've got to wrap you in my love And I can recommend my love I can recommend my love I've got no time To place the blame You wanted to taste Forbidden fruit I could run you off in haste But I'd repent of my leisure For you Ooh Ooh I've got to wrap you in my love I want it the way it was All points to lead back home You know I caught you Fair and square But I want you right back here Where I can Wrap you in my love Love you darling Ooh Ooh Wrap you in my love I've got to recommend my love |
Who Wrote Recommend My Love By Joan Armatrading?
Joan Anita Barbara Armatrading
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What's The Duration Of The Recommend My Love By Joan Armatrading?The duration of Recommend My Love is 4:30 minutes and seconds. |
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