Switchfoot - The Setting Sun [DVD] Lyrics
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The Setting Sun [DVD]
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What Are The Lyrics For The Setting Sun [DVD] By Switchfoot?
Hey!
(hey, hey,) Yeah, yeah (yeah!) Yeah, yeah (yeah!) I've got a wound that doesn't heal, Burning out again, Burning out again I've not sure which of me is real, And I'm alone again, Burning out again My hope runs underneath it all, The day that I'll be home It won't be long, I belong, Somewhere past the setting sun Find me free, find me strong, Somewhere back where I belong Yeah, yeah, (yeah!) Yeah, yeah, (yeah!) Something shared with me again, But I'm not buying it, I'm not buying it My wound goes deeper than the skin, There's no hiding it, So I'm not trying it My hope runs underneath it all, The day that I'll be home, It won't be long, I belong, Somewhere past the setting sun, Find me free, find me strong, Somewhere back where I belong Yeah, yeah, (somewhere past the setting sun!) Yeah, yeah, (yeah!) Yeah, yeah, (going back where we belong!) Yeah, yeah, (I'll find you,) (the setting sun!) Let the weak say I am strong, and it won't be long, Let the rat say I was wrong, and it won't be wrong, Let us find where we belong, Beyond the setting sun, Beyond the setting sun Yeah, yeah, It won't be long, I belong, Somewhere past the setting sun, Find me free, find me strong, Somewhere back where I belong Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah!) Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah!) |
Who Wrote The Setting Sun [DVD] By Switchfoot?
Ed Simons, Noel Gallagher, Tom Rowlands
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