Robyn - Be Mine Lyrics
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Be Mine
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What Are The Lyrics For Be Mine By Robyn?
It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain
As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain There'll be no last chance, I promise to never mess it up again Just a sweet pain of watching your back as you walk As I'm watching you walk away And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head And I remember every word you said It's a cruel thing, you'll never know all the ways I tried It's a hard thing faking a smile when I feel like I'm falling apart inside And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head And I remember every word you said That you never were and you never will be mine No, you never were and you never will be mine For the first time, there is no mercy in your eyes And the cold wind?s hitting my face, and you're gone And you're walking away And I am helpless sometimes, wishing's just no good 'Cause you don't see me like I wish you would 'Cause you never were and you never will be mine No, you never were and you never will be mine There's a moment to seize every time that we meet But you always keep passing me by But you never were and you never will be mine I saw you at the station You had your arm around, what's her name She had on that scarf I gave you And you got down to tie her laces You never were and you never will be mine No, you never were and you never will be mine 'Cause you never were and you never will be mine No, you never were and you never will be mine There's a moment to seize every time that we meet But you always keep passing me by No, you never were and you never will be mine |
Who Wrote Be Mine By Robyn?
Klas Frans Ahlund, Robin Miriam Carlsson
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