The Fray - Singing Low Lyrics
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Singing Low
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What Are The Lyrics For Singing Low By The Fray?
Words are fallin' on our skin
Like water torture, you get in my head You call me this and I call you that There's too much talkin', hmm So please don't speak, my heart is havin' trouble With the beat, beat, beat, so try to take it slow We can't speak, I want it, I'm just tryin' to find the beat, beat, beat My heart is singing low We can lay together We're closer than we've ever been Stay right here forever And break each other off again Where we're going, that promise land We made that promise, you give me your hand And all their talkin', it pulled us in Say you'll never leave, can we promise that? Please don't speak, my heart is havin' trouble With the beat, beat, beat, so try to take it slow We can't speak, I'm tryin', I just wanna find the beat, beat, beat My heart is singing low We can lay together We're closer than we've ever been Stay right here forever And break each other off again Woah oh oh oh Can we lay, can we lay, can we lay, can we lay? Woah oh oh oh We can lay together We're closer than we've ever been Stay right here forever We'll find a way to love again Let's find a way to love again Can we find a way to love? We can lay together We're closer than we've ever been Stay right here forever And break each other off again Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh |
Who Wrote Singing Low By The Fray?
Isaac Slade, Joe King, Brian Leseney Fennell
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What's The Duration Of The Singing Low By The Fray?The duration of Singing Low is 4:23 minutes and seconds. |
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