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going. But I'm sitting with you and I'm glowing (Ooh). Lyrics from http//www. lyricsty. com/the-script-glowing-lyrics. html . I woke up this morning. To a kiss just like a whisper. And it takes to kiss
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Song Rusty Halo - The Script. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. But You Know you had it coming. Know you had it coming (coming
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Song This Is Love - The Script. It's in the eyes of the children. As they leave for the very first time. And it's in the heart of the soldier. As he takes a bullet on the frontline. It's in the face
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Song Lose Yourself - The Script. His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti. He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready. To
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Song We Cry - The Script. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Together we cry. Together we cry. Jenny was a poor girl living in a rich world. Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen. She
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Song Talk You Down . Singer The Script. I can feel the colour running. As it's fading from my face. Try to speak but nothings coming. Nothing I could say to make you stay. Grabbed your suitcase
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Song The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script . Going back to the corner where I first saw you. Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move. Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my
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tisame script,different cast. arwhitney houston. al. same script,different cast. Whitney houston、deborah cox. i know he's leaving me 4 u. who said that ?. who told u that was true ?. what is he
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Bài Hát Never Seen Anything "Quite Like You". (Acoustic). Ca Sĩ The Script. I think I want you. More than want. And no I need you. More than need. I want to hold. You more than hold. When you stood
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Song We Cry (Explicit) - The Script. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Together we cry. Together we cry. Jenny was a poor girl living in a rich world. Named her baby Hope when she was just
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Title Good Ol' Days. Artist The Script. Up in the bar all smoking cigars. While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar. Talkin' 'bout them better days are not that far. Whoever's
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What is that sound, ringing in my ears. The strangest sound, I've heard for years and years. The sound of two hearts, beating side by side. The sound of one love, that neither one can hide The
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Song The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script. Going Back to the corner where I first saw you. Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move. Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my
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Bài Hát The Man Who Can't Be Moved. (Acoustic). Ca Sĩ The Script. Going. Back to the corner. Where I. First saw you. Gonna. Camp in my sleeping bag. I'm not gonna move. Got some. Words on cardboard
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Some folks tell you what to do. They think they know more than you. They insist that they're givin' sound advice. But as sure as you're livin'. It ain't sound, it ain't nice. It just doesn't
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All the lies she has seen. All the meaner side of me. They took away the profits dream for a profit on the street. Now she’s stronger than you know. A heart of steel starts to grow. All his lies he's
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Title For the First Time (Live At the Aviva Stadium, Dublin). Artist The Script. She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart. While i'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar. And we don't know how
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Song Breakeven - The Script. I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing. Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in. Cos I got time while she got freedom. Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break
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Yeah, You could be the greatest. You can be the best. You can be the king kong banging on your chest. You could beat the world. You could beat the war. You could talk to God, go banging on his door. Y
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Song We Cry - The Script. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Together we cry. Together we cry. Jenny was a poor girl living in a rich world. Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen. She
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I never said a word but I know my Father heard me. I stopped talking 'bout it 'cause now it's time to shout it. Fifty thousand problems and words couldn't solve them That's the sound of victory and
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Song I'm Yours - The Script. You touch these tired eyes of mine. And map my face out line by line. And somehow growing old feels fine. I listen close for I'm not smart. You wrap your thoughts in
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. Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone. Narrow streets of cobblestone,. neath the halo of a street lamp,. I turned my collar to the cold and damp. When my eyes were stabbed by the
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Song Talk You Down . Singer The Script. I can feel the colour running. As it's fading from my face. Try to speak but nothings coming. Nothing I could say to make you stay. Grabbed your suitcase
