John Michael Montgomery - How Was I to Know Lyrics
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How Was I to Know
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What Are The Lyrics For How Was I to Know By John Michael Montgomery?
Well I hoped and I prayed, I loved you from afar
I cried, and I dreamed, wished on every star But nothin' I'd do got me closer to you So I locked all my feelings inside Then one night across a crowded room You looked my way, your eyes held something new You walked right up to me and smiled tenderly And your words came as such a surprise Well how was I to know You never let it show What a beauty like you might see In a poor boy like me How could I have seen You walk out of my dreams Shine your light on my sleepin' heart And into my soul How was I to know You took my hand and led me out the door We talked and we laughed 'Bout all the times before When two lonely people so much in love Passed like ships in the night Well how was I to know You never let it show What a beauty like you might see In a poor boy like me How could I have seen You walk out of my dreams Shine your light on my sleepin' heart And into my soul How was I to know How could I have seen You walk out of my dreams Shine your light on my sleepin' heart And into my soul How was I How was I to know Oh Oh Oh oh oh |
Who Wrote How Was I to Know By John Michael Montgomery?
Blair Daly, Will Rambeaux
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What's The Duration Of The How Was I to Know By John Michael Montgomery?The duration of How Was I to Know is 4:16 minutes and seconds. |
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