The Stands - Here She Comes Again Lyrics
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Here She Comes Again
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What Are The Lyrics For Here She Comes Again By The Stands?
Here she comes again
It's funny how she keeps you hangin' around Acting out a scene that she has seen the night before To help her understand She keeps a picture in her hand Here she comes again Wearing all the wares she cares to hold She's at the open window with a blanket for a coat And laughing at your jokes But her words they only sound like shields, yeah I wonder what she's doing now Since I have seen her it's been so long Ah you've seen the way she is It's hard to keep a hold When she keeps you waiting in the road Here she comes again Mopping off the fever from your brow If only she'd believe you when you say that you're the one To keep her satisfied She just says you're making to much noise, yeah Constantly turning yourself in her circles And rolling yourself into a tight little ball You were thinking she could maybe reach a hand out to find you But someones got to hold up these walls Here she comes again Showing you the corner of a note Looking like a woman in the spotlight on the floor But when the day returns You see shes just a little girl Here she comes again Here she comes again Here she comes again |
Who Wrote Here She Comes Again By The Stands?
Howard Elliot Payne
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What's The Duration Of The Here She Comes Again By The Stands?The duration of Here She Comes Again is 2:18 minutes and seconds. |
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