The Moody Blues - Slings and Arrows Lyrics
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Slings and Arrows
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What Are The Lyrics For Slings and Arrows By The Moody Blues?
Slings and arrows, slings and arrows,
Slings and arrows, slings and arrows. No chance for a second chance When the arrows start to fly. No way is an easy way To say goodbye. No dream is ever lost If you never cease to try. Never thought you would walk away From my side. I just can't hide from Slings and arrows, slings and arrows, Slings and arrows, slings and arrows. Life is ever changing, Nothing stays the same, Nothing in this whole wide world Can turn us back again 'cause where we're standing now Is the point of no return, Looking back on a world that's got to learn You just can't hide from Slings and arrows, slings and arrows, Slings and arrows, slings and arrows. Love is the shield When you're standing With your back to the wall And if you turn around And walk away You're never gonna lose 'cause love conquers all. No chance for a second chance When the arrows start to fly. No way is an easy way To say goodbye. No dream is ever lost If you never cease to try. Never thought you would walk away From my side. I just can't hide from Slings and arrows, slings and arrows Slings and arrows, slings and arrows |
Who Wrote Slings and Arrows By The Moody Blues?
John Charles Lodge, Justin Hayward
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What's The Duration Of The Slings and Arrows By The Moody Blues?The duration of Slings and Arrows is 4:27 minutes and seconds. |
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