Rie Sinclair - High Time Lyrics

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High Time

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What Are The Lyrics For High Time By Rie Sinclair?
Somebody's singing upstairs
As if they're the last person on the earth Well, a melody will speak so clearly When the heart can't speak a word I know you play along at night Strumming unnoticed, are you mesmerized? By a world and its thrills and sadness Maybe it's calling you And only someday soon you'll hitch a ride On a star sailing in the night No longer picking up the pieces of your heart Go throw them out and let them shine like a constellation I know you love till it blows you apart I think it's high time you find yourself Oooh oh, mmm And they're still playing up there The sunset never sleeps when wish you could Dream of a world at your door Spinning and circling And only someday soon You'll fly with strings and symphonies to be your guide Oh, No longer picking up the pieces of your heart Go throw them out and let them shine like a constellation I know you love till it blows you apart I think it's high time you find yourself Are you still covering the pieces of your heart? Go throw them out and let them shine like a constellation I know you love until it blows you apart I think it's high time you find Oh, it's high time you find Yes, I think it's high time you find yourself Ah, ah, oh Ah, ah, oh |
Who Wrote High Time By Rie Sinclair?
Rie Sinclair
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What's The Duration Of The High Time By Rie Sinclair?The duration of High Time is 4:21 minutes and seconds. |
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