Manfred Mann - Runner Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Runner By Manfred Mann?
Through the night, through the dawn
Behind you another runner is born Don't look back you've been there Feel the mist as your breath hits the air And it's underneath the moonlight Passing some Still your heart beats in the moonlight Like a drum Through the night, through the dawn Behind you another runner is born Don't look back, you've been there Feel the mist as your breath hits the air And it's underneath the moonlight Passing some Still your heart beats in the moonlight Like a drum And you will run your time A shooting star across the sky And you will surely cross the line To pass on the flame Sun come up, sun go down Hear the feet see the sweat on the ground Watch your step, keep your cool Though you can't see what's in front of you And it's underneath the moonlight Passing some Still your heart beats in the moonlight Like a drum And you will run your time A shooting star across the sky And you will surely cross the line To pass on the flame Pass on the flame Through the night, through the dawn Behind you another runner is born Don't look back, you've been there See the mist as your breath hits the air And it's underneath the moonlight Passing some Still your heart beats in the moonlight Like a drum |
Who Wrote Runner By Manfred Mann?
Giorgio Morodor, Sheila Ferguson
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What's The Duration Of The Runner By Manfred Mann?The duration of Runner is 4:40 minutes and seconds. |
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