Sarah McLachlan - Steaming Lyrics
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Steaming
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What Are The Lyrics For Steaming By Sarah McLachlan?
Your always waiting on the tides
It's time you decide I've walked down long roads that seem to have no end at all You never wanted time to end To let my life offend It's time to realize what hides deep inside holy eyes Hold on tight Hold on fast This ain't the kind that always lasts If you want me to go just ask me To go I'd go All the way my love over the hills and Right on to you Run away my love Over the hills and right on through you Over the hills and right on through you Lying awake in these restless dreams Life's never what it seems I've always tried to read your eyes To get inside that scornful mind Hold on tight Hold on fast This ain't the kind that always lasts If you want me to go just ask me To go I'd go All the way my love over the hills And right on through you- all the Way my love over the hills and right On through you.... I was with you- that pallet Steaming spinning round in circles Dreaming I was with you on that Pallet steaming running round in Circles screaming All the way my love over the hills and Right on to you Run away my love Over the hills and right on through you Over the hills and right on through you Lying awake in these restless dreams Life's never what it seems I've always tried to read your eyes To get inside that scornful mind Hold on tight Hold on fast This ain't the kind that always lasts If you want me to go just ask me To go I'd go |
Who Wrote Steaming By Sarah McLachlan?
Sarah Mclachlan, Darren Phillips
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What's The Duration Of The Steaming By Sarah McLachlan?The duration of Steaming is 4:46 minutes and seconds. |
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