Sarah McLachlan - Elsewhere Lyrics
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Elsewhere
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What Are The Lyrics For Elsewhere By Sarah McLachlan?
I love the time and in between
The calm inside me In the space where I can breathe I believe there is a distance I have wandered To touch upon the years of Reaching out and reaching in Holding out, holding in I believe This is heaven to no one else but me And I'll defend it as long as I can be Left here to linger in silence If I choose to Would you try to understand? I know this love is passing time Passing through like liquid I am drunk in my desire But I love the way you smile at me I love the way your hands reach out and hold me near I believe I, I believe This is heaven to no one else but me And I'll defend it as long as I can be left here to linger in silence If I choose to Would you try to understand? Oh the quiet child awaits the day when she can break free The mold that clings like desperation Mother, can't you see I've got to live my life the way I feel is right for me Might not be right for you but it's right for me I, I believe This is heaven to no one else but me And I'll defend it as long as I can be left here to linger in silence If I choose to Would you try to understand it? I would like to linger here in silence If I choose to Would you understand it? Would you try to? Would you try to understand? |
Who Wrote Elsewhere By Sarah McLachlan?
Sarah Ann Mclachlan
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What's The Duration Of The Elsewhere By Sarah McLachlan?The duration of Elsewhere is 4:44 minutes and seconds. |
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