Kathy Kallick - See You in Seattle Lyrics
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See You in Seattle
See You in Seattle Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For See You in Seattle By Kathy Kallick?
A darkened sky with gorgeous light
From the west through the middle of the night The moon is always golden when it's clearing The cascades tousled, tumbling down To a prism patchwork on the ground The sky is clear, blue-grey just like your eyes While tiny boat masts sway beneath those skies CHORUS: Love you, yes, I always will Think of you and time stands still I will always see you in Seattle The many places we have been Times and faces we have seen In my mind I see you in Seattle I see you hitch-hiking in the rain Sleeping on the sand off the coast of Spain Laughing up your sleeve in some cafe in Vienna Me a painter, you a poet Through the years though we don't show it We're both afraid we've lost track of these talents Yet in each other we find a sense of balance CHORUS Now you say that place is full of ghosts You think you'd like to travel to the other coast I wonder will the distance really maker a difference 'Cause wherever you go, well, there you are And a well of sadness can reach so far If only you could see yourself the way that I do Wherever you go, my heart will be beside you CHORUS |
Who Wrote See You in Seattle By Kathy Kallick?
John Reischman, Katherine (kathy) Kallick
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What's The Duration Of The See You in Seattle By Kathy Kallick?The duration of See You in Seattle is 5:58 minutes and seconds. |
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