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Precious memories, unseen angels. Sent from somewhere to my soul. How they linger ever near me. And the sacred past unfold Precious memories how they linger. How they ever flood my soul?. In the
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Twilight fades, it's a precious thing. Eventide under lock and key. It's so heavenly right now. "A Letter to Elise" played on repeat. Playing songs of the minor key was my policy, but now. What
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Precious memories, unseen angels. Sent from somewhere to my soul. How they linger, ever near me. And the sacred scenes unfold. Precious memories, how they linger. How they ever flood my soul
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So I ran faster but it caught me here. Yes, my loyalties turned like my ankle. In the seventh grade. Running after Billy. Running after the rain These precious things. Let them bleed. Let them
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So I ran faster but it caught me here. Yes, my loyalties turned like my ankle. In the seventh grade. Running after Billy. Running after the rain These precious things. Let them bleed. Let them
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somebody say, I don't regret my wedding day. But something's wrong, it's not the same. I'm lonely and I'd start again. If I had the time precious time But I don't ask much just to keep in touch. And
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Precious memories, unseen angel. Sent from somewhere to my soul. How they linger ever near me. And the sacred past unfolds. Precious memories, how they linger. How they ever flood my soul. In
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heart. Over the fertile fields. The love we gave each other. Was the love that we would make. Those years became a lifetime. A lifetime fate wouldIn the trees, in the air. It's a precious burden. The
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all good things must end. So take care my love my friend. Keep it precious. Oh, keep it precious This yielding is fine this promise rare. One day at a time we've agreed to dare. Holding you tight
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As I travel down life's pathway. Know not what the years may hold. As I ponder hopes grow fonder. Precious memories flood my soul. Precious memories how they linger. How they ever flood my soul
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Precious Lord, Take my hand,. Lead me on, let me stand,. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn. Through the storm, Through the night,. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand precious Lord, Lead me
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eat. An August moon is your conceit. When love is young These are precious years. Such intoxicating years. When our innocence slowly comes undone. Hearts are spilt on purest silk. When love is
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Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, help me stand. Lord, I'm tired, Lord, I'm so weak. Lord, You know I am worn. . Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my
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I was captured by the light of a wayward smile. When she said to me,. "move slowly son and touch the sky,. Very soon you'll see. Oo, how precious time placed it's hand on me;. Oo, how precious
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night. And there's a letter I've been trying to write. Somethin' better waitin' somewhere for me (Ooo). One of them is sittin' on the wrong coast. (Ooo). One awaits an answer by return post. Waitin
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night. And there's a letter I've been trying to write. Somethin' better waitin' somewhere for me (Ooo). One of them is sittin' on the wrong coast. (Ooo). One awaits an answer by return post. Waitin
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Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm worn Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord. Lead me home When
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Chorus Post Malone & Dolly Parton, Post Malone. Baby, I don't have the heart to break yours. Yeah, and trouble rode in on the back of a pale white horse. You’re so sweet, and tryna leave is like
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precious. You're wishin' that I was more reckless. You're wishin' that I would smoke 'til I'm high. And play with the guys, regret this. You're wishin' that I was more trouble. Sorry for bein' a struggle. I
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Precious Lord, take my hand,. Lead me on, help me stand,. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn;. Through the storm, through the night,. Lead me on to the light Take my hand, precious Lord,. Lead me
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Precious Lord, Take my hand,. Lead me on, let me stand,. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn. Through the storm, Through the night,. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand precious Lord, Lead me
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Bài hát Precious Lord - Preservation Hall Jazz Band. When my way groweth dream, precious Lord, linger near. When my life, my life is almost gone. Hear my cry, hear my call, hold my hand lest I fall
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fall in love with you. And nothing can keep us apart. Precious are moments that we share. I'll run away with you - go anywhere. Cause where I want t obe is wrapped around your heart. The world may
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Verse 1 Post Malone. She tried to hide them wings under that Double RL. Well, she might be an angel, that's what I'm tellin' myself. And she knows I'm a demon, she heard 'bout all my songs. Saint
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. . I heard somebody say. I don't regret my wedding day. But something's wrong. It's not the same. I'm lonely and I'd start again. If I had the time. Precious time. . But I don't ask that much
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she look around. And see what's left. And it's nothing much. Nothing precious at all. Nothing precious at all Gonna drink herself to sleep tonight. And that's nothing new. She goes out almost nine
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Shorty you're precious and you gon' love how I put it down, yeah. I see you watching so let's not mess around, no. No hesitating 'cause I got what you're lookin' for, oh yeah, yeah. And I got one
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Verse 1 Post Malone. Thirty-eight dollars for a coconut rum, you never looked prettier sippin' on one. These downtown lights are turnin’ back off 'cause the world is turnin' back on. (Mm-mm, mm-mm
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Yo gee. Come and get your New York Post. New York Post right here. Come on y'all. Get the bost stubost stubost. Coasta coasta New York Post. Yo New York Post don't brag or boast. Dissin
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Yo gee. Come and get your New York Post. New York Post right here. Come on y'all. Get the bost stubost stubost. Coasta coasta New York Post. Yo New York Post don't brag or boast. Dissin
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Yo gee. Come and get your New York Post. New York Post right here. Come on y'all. Get the bost stubost stubost. Coasta coasta New York Post. Yo New York Post don't brag or boast. Dissin
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Everybody's got a hunger. No matter where they are. Everybody clings to their own fear. Everybody hides some scar. . Precious pain. Empty and cold but it keeps me alive. I gave it my soul so
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Everybody's got a hunger. No matter where they are. Everybody clings to their own fear. Everybody hides some scar. . Precious pain. Empty and cold but it keeps me alive. I gave it my soul so
