Michael Kiwanuka - Father's Child Lyrics
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Father's Child
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What Are The Lyrics For Father's Child By Michael Kiwanuka?
Feels like I've been here before
All things don't seem the same no more Although I know I'm my mother's child I gotta break free into the wild Some things just seem to take so long I've been thinking 'bout what's gone wrong I've been searching for miles and miles Looking for someone to walk with me Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) All this doubt's been troublin' me There's so much more that I can be It feels like I'm on borrowed time You got yours, I gotta take what's mine Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (walk, walk) Walk with me (Walk, walk) (Walk, walk) Walk with me, I know who I wasn't supposed to be Walk with me, show me the right direction Walk with me, although I've been searching all my life for where I'm supposed be I am my mother's child Walk with me, show me pure affection Walk with me, show me the right direction I am my father's child, even though I walk No more, no more I am more than things you won't forgive Walk with me I am more than things you won't forgive Walk with me So walk with me |
Who Wrote Father's Child By Michael Kiwanuka?
Brian Joseph Burton, Dean Cover, Michael Samuel Kiwanuka
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What's The Duration Of The Father's Child By Michael Kiwanuka?The duration of Father's Child is 7:05 minutes and seconds. |
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