KT Tunstall - The Mountain Lyrics
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The Mountain
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What Are The Lyrics For The Mountain By KT Tunstall?
See out the side of my eye
A pick-pocket city in darkness Bodies shifting, I am drifting Through the sodium light Mind feels like an alarm Heat like it's trying to harm me Body twitching, something missing in my soul tonight Scream of a siren Bow my head as another one goes down Gotta get gone Gotta get gone Gotta get gone You will find me On the mountain Where the ground is Welcome in the sky There is paradise In the loneliness But I'm counting on you coming by Driving in my car Sound of the city is fading I am trading in this tension For the dying light Wanna see the stars Wanna feel the radiating nature Of a place where I am Out of sight No more trying To go against the flow of what I need Gotta get free Gotta get free Gotta get free You will find me On the mountain Where the ground is Welcome in the sky There is paradise In the loneliness But I'm counting on you coming by I gotta get gone I gotta get gone Oh, you will find me On the mountain Where the ground is Welcome in the sky There is paradise In the loneliness But I'm counting on you coming by Oh, you will find me On the mountain Where the ground is Welcome in the sky There is a paradise In the loneliness But I'm counting on you coming by Coming by, coming by |
Who Wrote The Mountain By KT Tunstall?
Kt Tunstall, Nick Mccarthy
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What's The Duration Of The The Mountain By KT Tunstall?The duration of The Mountain is 3:57 minutes and seconds. |
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