Saint Etienne - Heather Lyrics
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Heather
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What Are The Lyrics For Heather By Saint Etienne?
Heather was a girl who could open her eyes
Heather was a girl who just woke up one night Heather was a girl who once questioned her life She comes and she goes like the warmth in the daylight Oh, just what I wanted Pictures of Heather, her hair down Whispers when So, this house is haunted I feel my own subconscious drown Happens so Heather to the left and to the right Having such fun though I'm bruised black and blue tonight Heather on the left and on the right Heather set a firework setting the sky alight Heather was a girl who could open her eyes Heather was a girl who just woke up one night Heather was a girl who once questioned her life She comes and she goes like the warmth in the daylight Oh, still taking chances Curious girl sat on her throne Sleep alone For her victim pictures They can take over all my heart Tonight Heather to the left and to the right Having such fun though I'm bruised black and blue tonight Heather on the left and on the right Heather set a firework setting the sky alight Heather was a girl who could open her eyes Heather was a girl who just woke up one night Heather was a girl who once questioned her life She comes and she goes like the warmth in the daylight This house is haunted This house is haunted This house is haunted This house is haunted |
Who Wrote Heather By Saint Etienne?
Sarah Jane Cracknell, Peter Wiggs, Bob Stanley, Nick Moon
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What's The Duration Of The Heather By Saint Etienne?The duration of Heather is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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