Westlife - Miss You Lyrics
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Miss You
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What Are The Lyrics For Miss You By Westlife?
I can't sleep, I just can't breathe
When your shadow is all over me, baby Don't wanna be a fool in your eyes 'Cause what we had was built on lies And when our love seems to fade away Listen to me hear what I say I don't wanna feel the way that l do I just wanna be right here with you I don't wanna see, see us apart I just wanna say it straight from my heart "I miss you" What would it take for you to see To make you understand that I'll always believe You and I can make it through And I still know I can't get over you 'Cause when our love seems to fade away Listen to me hear what I say I don't wanna feel the way that I do I just wanna be right here with you I don't wanna see, see us apart I just wanna say it straight from my heart "Oh baby I miss you, I do" 'Cause when our love always fades away Listen to me hear what I say I don't wanna feel the way that I do I just wanna be right here with you I don't wanna see, see us apart I just wanna say it straight from my heart "I miss you, I miss you, I do" I don't wanna feel the way that I do I just wanna be right here with you I don't wanna see, see us apart I just wanna say it straight from my heart "Oh baby I miss you, I do" |
Who Wrote Miss You By Westlife?
Jacob Ivar Bertilson Schulze, Rami Yacoub
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What's The Duration Of The Miss You By Westlife?The duration of Miss You is 3:53 minutes and seconds. |
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