Parachute - Disappear Lyrics

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Disappear

Disappear Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Disappear By Parachute?
Take the phone
It's out there all alone Left it on the table where it was Keep the car The keys are in the front It's out there on the street right where I parked And I know I don't know much But I know that a man feels many things It's a fleeting urge to run Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze Like the sound of a train if you're listening It just fades in Then it disappears Mark the map Pack a couple bags Dream myself a ticket Don't come back And I know I don't know much But I know that a man feels many things It's a fleeting urge to run Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze Like the sound of a train if you're listening It just fades in Then it disappears If I could disappear You don't have to know why you're going Just why it is you want to leave If I disappear You don't have to know where you're going Just where it is you want to be You don't have to know where you're going Just where it is you want to be And I know I don't know much But I know that a man feels many things It's a fleeting urge to run Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze Like the sound of a train if you're listening It just fades in Then it disappears Walk away Leave it all behind Dream up the escape But never try |
Who Wrote Disappear By Parachute?
William Charles Anderson, John Randall Fields, William James Mcauley
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What's The Duration Of The Disappear By Parachute?The duration of Disappear is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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