Sonya Kitchell - Effortless Lyrics
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Effortless
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What Are The Lyrics For Effortless By Sonya Kitchell?
Do you hear the wind a howling?
I saved my lonely porcelain doll Do you hear the panther prowling Wherever he wants I can't give no more, I can't give no more Just rocking to a lullaby Dreams I thought would never pass me by Is nothing more and nothin' less Than a search for somethin' effortless And when we find it in the open air And when we breathe it in a strangers dare It's nothing more and nothin' less Than a search for somethin' effortless Oh the cries are growing louder Do they hear Only when it's tuning and it's already tuning We're just rocking to a lullaby Dreams I thought would never pass us by It's nothing more and nothing less Than a search for something effortless And when we find it in the open air And when we breathe it in a strangers dare It's nothing more and nothing less Than a search for something effortless And I don't cry for myself and I don't cry Don't cry for you, I cry for the life of another Someone I hardly knew, a man I never knew Just rocking to a lullaby Dreams I thought would never pass us by It's nothing more and nothing less Than a search for something effortless And when we find it in the open air And when we breathe it in a strangers dare It's nothing more and nothing less Than a search for something effortless |
Who Wrote Effortless By Sonya Kitchell?
Sonya Kitchell
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What's The Duration Of The Effortless By Sonya Kitchell?The duration of Effortless is 4:20 minutes and seconds. |
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