Paul Brett - Without You Lyrics
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Without You
Without You Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Without You By Paul Brett?
Well, I can't forget this evening
And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows Well, I can't forget tomorrow When I think of all my sorrow I had you there, but then I let you go And now it's only fair that I should let you know What you should know I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore Well, I can't forget this evening And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you... |
Who Wrote Without You By Paul Brett?
Peter William Ham, Thomas Evans
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What's The Duration Of The Without You By Paul Brett?The duration of Without You is 2:16 minutes and seconds. |
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