Nneka - My Home Lyrics
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My Home
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What Are The Lyrics For My Home By Nneka?
Is a wonder shoulda the dark the gets dark
Dug dug dug dug I don't know what Tomorrow will bring For you say dat who don't know ha to survive We never see good Know I depend oh I'm depend on you into you Where do I go? When this world forsakes me Who do I turn to When they book me down You are my hope Will they all accept me sure My beginning, my middle, my end When there's a hope Give me some tomorrow When they book me down Ooh you know You are my home My beginning, my middle, my end My beginning, my middle, my end All I'm left with is to trust in He oh no For my kindness whoa decepted me now oh no See me weary for I am lonley lonely Father, Father, Jah oh save me now For I am dying Where do I go? When this world forsakes me Who do I turn to When they book me down You are my hope Will they all accept me sure My beginning, my middle, my end When there's a hope Give me some tomorrow When they book me down Ooh you know You are my home My beginning, my middle, my end My beginning, my middle, my end Where do I go? My beginning, my middle, my end To live when they forsake me and they call me I just don't know where to go Oh Where do I go? My beginning my middle my end Where do I go? When this world forsakes me Who do I turn to When they book me down You are my hope Will they all accept me sure My beginning, my middle, my end When there's a hope Give me some tomorrow When they book me down Ooh you know You are my home My beginning, my middle, my end My beginning, my middle, my end |
Who Wrote My Home By Nneka?
Farhad Samadzada, Nneka-lucia Egbuna
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What's The Duration Of The My Home By Nneka?The duration of My Home is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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