The Kingston Trio - Gaze on Other Heavens Lyrics
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Gaze on Other Heavens
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What Are The Lyrics For Gaze on Other Heavens By The Kingston Trio?
John Stewart
I was hopin' that you'd come to me. It's plain that I can see that you are cryin', yes, you are cryin'. Yeah, I have often lied to cover up my pride and I have hurt you, yes, I have hurt you. Let us be together as we face this stormy weather. Gaze on other heavens. Don't you cry. Don't you cry. I have other friends. I think that they're the end, but I just love you. I just love you. It goes on and on, longer than a song and I will need you. I will need you. Let us be together as we face this stormy weather. Gaze on other heavens. Don't you cry. Don't you cry. La, da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, wheeeeee yeah. Let us be together as we face this stormy weather. Gaze on other heavens. Don't you cry. Don't you cry. I was hopin' that you'd come to me. It's plain that I can see that you are cryin', yes, you are cryin'. Yeah, I have often lied to cover up my pride and I have hurt you, yes, I have hurt you. Let us be together as we face this stormy weather. Gaze on other heavens. Don't you cry. Don't you cry. Oh, don't you cry. Oh, don't you cry. Oh, don't you cry. |
Who Wrote Gaze on Other Heavens By The Kingston Trio?
John C. Stewart
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What's The Duration Of The Gaze on Other Heavens By The Kingston Trio?The duration of Gaze on Other Heavens is 2:36 minutes and seconds. |
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