Lights - Timing is Everything Lyrics
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Timing is Everything
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What Are The Lyrics For Timing is Everything By Lights?
You were walking in the sunset again without a hassle
In the interim, a princess was in another castle Rolling different knocks, the first days and nights In the busy towns, if we hadn't walked the same way Well, I end up on your ground There I was, none the wiser Both of us, different trajectories Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot Timing is everything Timing is everything Seems impossible to time it out right when you get no hints It's a freaky world we live in, but tonight we got a movement There I was, none the wiser Both of us, different trajectories Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot Timing is everything Timing is everything You don't know You've got to trust it will go If you just roll with the punches, your guts, and your hunches There I was, none the wiser Both of us, different trajectories Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot Timing is everything Timing is everything There I was, none the wiser Both of us, different trajectories Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot Timing is everything Timing is everything Timing is everything Timing is everything |
Who Wrote Timing is Everything By Lights?
Thomas Salter, Valerie Poxleitner
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What's The Duration Of The Timing is Everything By Lights?The duration of Timing is Everything is 3:16 minutes and seconds. |
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