The Tea Party - Oceans Lyrics
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Oceans
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What Are The Lyrics For Oceans By The Tea Party?
Where are you going
Can I follow Because distance is hard to swallow You should stay a while Let's have a drink Let's have a laugh You feel power And no worries If that's so Then what's your hurry If you've got to go There's just one thing I've got to ask If I promise an ocean Would you care for the notion of Staying here and resting your weary head It's all that she said Well the sky's changed That's for certain You smile says What you working Time heals all This we know We'll work it out And if I promise an ocean Would you care for the notion of Staying here and resting your weary head And would you come back and see me, or Angel am I dreaming because Heaven knows that I'll miss you so And that's a fact Look now where I'm at I miss you so Look now where I'm at I can't let go There's more questions Than there's answers I'm not taking any chances Because I need to let you know Just how I feel And if I promise an ocean Would you care for the notion of Staying here and resting your weary head And would you come back and see me, or Angel am I dreaming because Heaven knows that I'll miss you so And that's a fact Look now where I'm at I miss you so Look now where I'm at I miss you so Look now where I'm at I miss you so I can't let go I miss you so |
Who Wrote Oceans By The Tea Party?
Jeffrey John Burrows, Jeffrey Scott Martin, Stuart Chatwood
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What's The Duration Of The Oceans By The Tea Party?The duration of Oceans is 4:35 minutes and seconds. |
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