Lena - Was It Love? Lyrics
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Was It Love?
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What Are The Lyrics For Was It Love? By Lena?
You and I are cut from the same ice
Sincerity made us the perfect heist Burning all the gold to sapphire skies But the breeze is cold in paradise I can feel the whispers in the street Every night I shiver in my sleep No reality, 'cause it's all a dream Was it love? It was wild Brought me to my knees Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things I tiptoe right round my baby All this world is mad, mad crazy Was it love? It was wild Brought me to my knees Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things I tiptoe right round my baby All this world is mad, mad crazy Trying not to drown in your mistakes So I leave it up to faithless fate Travel waters, seize the hurricane Rocking back and forth 'cause no one's safe I can feel the whispers in the street Every night I shiver in my sleep No reality, 'cause it's all a dream Was it love? It was wild Brought me to my knees Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things I tiptoe right round my baby All this world is mad, mad crazy Was it love? It was wild Brought me to my knees Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things I tiptoe right round my baby All this world is mad, mad crazy There's nowhere to fall and there's nowhere to go Ghosts in the wall There's nowhere to fall and there's nowhere to go Talking to myself |
Who Wrote Was It Love? By Lena?
Chelsea Lena Unger, Isabella Janet Florentina Summers
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What's The Duration Of The Was It Love? By Lena?The duration of Was It Love? is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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