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. It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. And I'll be gone, gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open wide. The way that I been holdin' on too tight. With nothing
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the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones. Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. And I'll be gone, gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open wide
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she don't feel the same about us in her bones. Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. And I'll be gone, gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open wide. The way that
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Bài hát Here In My Life - Hillsong. I have never walked on water. Felt the waves beneath my feet but. At your word lord, i'll receive your. Faith to walk on oceans deep. And i remember how you found
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openness. Step by step and day by day,. Over time a thousand fields,. Will have passed beneath my feet. 'Cause it's my life
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morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones. It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. Zayn. And I'll be gone gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open wide
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the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones . It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone . Zayn . And I'll be gone gone tonight . The ground beneath my feet is
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the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones. It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. Zayn. And I'll be gone gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open
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subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling. Underground, underground. . (chorus). . As I lie in my bed in the morning. Without you, without you. Every song in my breast dies a-borning. Without you
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mean to be unkind. But you know that was the last thing on my mind As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling. Round and round, round and round. And the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling. Underground
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grows deeper every day, deep into the sea. But takes a little piece of me, a little piece of me. . Oh why can't I be green as the grass beneath my feet. As fresh as the dew hits the ground in the
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forest than a street. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would. I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would.
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forest than a street. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would. I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would.
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forest than a street. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would. I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,. Yes I would. If I could,. I surely would.
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, beneath you. White sand beneath my feet. No brain between my ears. I'm feeling the sea beneath you, beneath me. I know that if I had one. I'd spare us both these years. . I'm feeling the sea beneath
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? This is my call. Do you hear me?. And if I fall. Will you be there to catch me now? It's sharpening beneath me. Beneath my feet. The earth opens up. To swallow me. Take my hand and lead me on
