The Sonics - Don't Be Afraid of the Dark Lyrics
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Don't Be Afraid of the Dark
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What Are The Lyrics For Don't Be Afraid of the Dark By The Sonics?
When you walk through the dark
Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid We used to walk together late at night We'd stop and hold each other tight You would tell me that you were afraid I must protect Thee, here's what I'd say Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid Darling, darling you've nothing to fear Not as long as I am here There is nothing I wouldn't do To have a love of a girl like you Hold me close and we'll never part 'Cause I would never break your heart Baby, baby don't be afraid of the dark Hold me close and we'll never part 'Cause I would never break your heart Baby, baby don't be afraid of the dark We'd walk along the world was ours Promissed you everything, even the stars You would tell me that you were afraid I'd hold you close, here's what I'd say Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid, pretty baby Don't (don't) don't (don't) be afraid of dark |
Who Wrote Don't Be Afraid of the Dark By The Sonics?
Dennis Walker
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What's The Duration Of The Don't Be Afraid of the Dark By The Sonics?The duration of Don't Be Afraid of the Dark is 2:27 minutes and seconds. |
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