Westlife - Chances Lyrics
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Chances
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What Are The Lyrics For Chances By Westlife?
Your mouth is dry
The moon is shining The night is cold and lonely For you this must be frightening Since you moved down my spine, There's something wrong in the shade of mine Let's do it one more time You let me hear in this bed of mine Give me one good reason why As you're spare Spare your throat tonight Give me one good reason why I should give you, Give you love tonight Bodies shaking (Bodies shaking) Darkness fading (Darkness fading) Yeah! Can you please keep screaming, Screaming blood for me The sun is up I see things clearly, Your bruises show so bloody For me this must be tempting Since you moved down my spine, There's something wrong in the shade of mine Let's do it one more time You let me hear in this bed of mine Give me one good reason why As you're spare, Spare your throat tonight Give me one good reason why I should give you, Give you love tonight Bodies shaking (Bodies shaking) Darkness fading (Darkness fading) Yeah! Can you please keep screaming, Screaming blood for me One good reason Give me one good reason why One good reason Give me one good reason why Give me one good reason why As you're spare, Spare your throat tonight Give me one good reason why I should give you, Give you love tonight. Bodies shaking (Bodies shaking) Darkness fading (Darkness fading) Yeah! Can you please keep screaming, Screaming blood for me. |
Who Wrote Chances By Westlife?
Carey Suthon Willetts, Joel Laslett Pott, Steven Alexander Roberts, Timothy John Wanstall
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