Marc Anthony - How Could I Lyrics
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How Could I
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What Are The Lyrics For How Could I By Marc Anthony?
It was the coldest day in December
A day I always will remember I looked into your eyes And faced my deepest fear I had drifted too far Far from you my dear So how could I Turn away from the one I love How could I When I know what my heart's made of Could it be Oh, that your soul lives inside of me How could I ever say good-bye Why was I so afraid to tell her For her I would fight a thousand soldiers But just like an angry child I kept my feelings locked inside There were rivers of tears Flowing from her eyes So how could I Turn away from the one I love How could I When I know what my heart's made of Could it be, oh Oh, that your soul lives inside of me How could I ever say good-bye How could I ever say good-bye, yeah Oh oh oh mama Na na na na Oh, oh oh Oh, when you fall in love You never know how long it lasts (you never know) But the one thing I knew in my heart Is that I was fading much too fast So how could I (could I) Turn away from the one I love How could I (Could I) When I know what my heart's made of Could it be, oh (could it be) That your soul lives inside of me How could I ever say good-bye How could I say good-bye How could I say good-bye |
Who Wrote How Could I By Marc Anthony?
Mark Cory Rooney, Gordon Anthony Chambers, Daniel Martin Shea
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What's The Duration Of The How Could I By Marc Anthony?The duration of How Could I is 4:28 minutes and seconds. |
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