Martha and the Muffins - Only You Lyrics
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Only You
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What Are The Lyrics For Only You By Martha and the Muffins?
Well I made it through the window
Now I'm on my way I couldn't take the weather For another day Where I'm going to end up Only heaven knows Expect the unexpected That's the only road Every word an open book Watch your dreams don't eat you up Ask the questions with your eyes Realize Only you can set the world on fire Only you can take my breath away Only you can give me sleepless nights Only you can make the heavens cry Got my feet in heavy water And my head in the clouds Heartbeat oscillation Laughing right out loud Everybody has a theory It's a search without clues Expect the unexpected Coming out of the blue Every word an open book Watch your dreams don't eat you up Ask the questions with your eyes Realize Waiting for a signal From the other side Trying to close the distance In the great divide Aurora Borealis Shiver down my spine This time I'm going to make it To the end of the line Every word an open book Watch your dreams don't eat you up Ask the questions with your eyes Realize Only you can set the world on fire Only you can take my breath away Only you can give me sleepless nights Only you can make the heavens cry Only you can set the world on fire Only you will make my dreams tonight Only you can give me sleepless nights Only you can make the heavens cry |
Who Wrote Only You By Martha and the Muffins?
Mark Gane, Martha Helen Johnson
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