Vicious Rumors - The Voice Lyrics
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The Voice
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What Are The Lyrics For The Voice By Vicious Rumors?
(Lyrics: M. McGee, G.Thorpe // Music: G.Thorpe, M.Mcgee)
Seven years are gone behind me (Seven years are gone) A flash before my eyes (Before my eyes) The truth revealed is everlasting (The truth revealed is ever here) And so are you and I (So are) you and I Listening to the wind, Feel the beat of your heart Hear a voice within, it's singing, Ahh, Ahh... Passion love and fear, and the will to survive It's all that brings you here And keeps you soul alive Dreamin' of a new horizon, (Dreamin' on and on) Movin' with the tide (Got to keep on movin') There before you lie the answers (Answers to the questions) To the questions in your mind Race across the land, with your fist in the air Hearing the voice again, it's screamin' - Ahh, Ahh... What you believe is real, Oh like you flesh and blood In time you start to feel, just like you knew you would Through it all you will find, unity and peace of mind Now's the time, the time is now Life is short, so live it well Through it all you give and take, never give yourself away Keep the faith and don't let go - don't let go Listening to the wind, feel the beat of your heart Hear the voice again, it's screaming - Ahh, Ahh... Passion love and fear, and the will to survive It's all that brings you here And keeps your soul alive Hear a voice again Hear a voice, it's screamin' - Ahh, Ahh... |
Who Wrote The Voice By Vicious Rumors?
Carl S. Albert, Geoff Thorpe, Larry Howe, Mark Mcgee
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