Ken Hensley - Heat of the Moment Lyrics
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Heat of the Moment
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What Are The Lyrics For Heat of the Moment By Ken Hensley?
I never meant to be so bad to you
One thing I said that I would never do A look from you and I would fall from grace And that would wipe this smile right from my face Do you remember when we used to dance And incidence arose from circumstance One thing lead to another we were young And we would scream together songs unsung It was the heat of the moment Telling me what your heart meant The heat of the moment shone in your eyes And now you find yourself in eighty two The disco hot spots hold no charm for you You can't concern yourself with bigger things You catch the pearl and ride the dragon's wings 'Cause it's the heat of the moment Heat of the moment, the heat of the moment Shone in your eyes And when your looks are gone and you're alone How many nights you sit beside the phone What were the things you wanted for yourself Teenage ambition you remember well It was the heat of the moment Telling me what your heart meant The heat of the moment shone in your eyes It was the heat of the moment The heat of the moment, heat of the moment Shone in your eyes Heat of the moment, heat of the moment Heat of the moment Heat of the moment |
Who Wrote Heat of the Moment By Ken Hensley?
Geoff Downes, John Wetton
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What's The Duration Of The Heat of the Moment By Ken Hensley?The duration of Heat of the Moment is 7:24 minutes and seconds. |
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