fall. You never wrote me, you never called. Nathan Jones you've been gone too long. Gone too long If a woman could die of tears. Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn't be here. The key that you're holding
fall. You never wrote me, you never called. Nathan Jones you've been gone too long. Gone too long If a woman could die of tears. Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn't be here. The key that you're holding
Rhythm is a dancer. It's a soul companion. You can feel it everywhere. Lift your hands and voices. Free your mind and join us. You can feel it in the air Oh it's a passion. Oh you can feel it ye
