Kris Allen - Blindfolded Lyrics
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Blindfolded
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What Are The Lyrics For Blindfolded By Kris Allen?
Walking through this strange and crowded place
Imagining your face, fighting my way through Oh I feel you getting close with every step With all that I have left I'm reaching out for you If I was blindfolded If my memory was erased If every sign pointed to another place I'd still find you I will still find you I'd still find you If I was blindfolded My fingers trace the outline of your shape And recognize the way you pull me into you Oh you're calling out to me Not saying a thing You're everything I need And all that I could never, ever lose If I was blindfolded If my memory was erased If every sign pointed to another place I'd still find you I will still find you I'd still find you You're the gravity that's taken hold of me Every time I lose my way It's the chemistry More than eyes can see And no matter where I am I will still find you I will still find you If I was blindfolded If my memory was erased If every sign pointed to another place I'd still find you I will still find you I'd still find you If I was blindfolded If my memory was erased If every sign pointed to another place I'd still find you I will still find you I'd still find you If I was blindfolded |
Who Wrote Blindfolded By Kris Allen?
Kris Allen, Toby Gad, Lindy Robbins
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What's The Duration Of The Blindfolded By Kris Allen?The duration of Blindfolded is 3:09 minutes and seconds. |
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