Chalee Tennison lyrics
Chalee Tennison lyrics
"There's A War In Me lyrics"
My Bloody Valentine lyrics
Oh, my love Please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and We'll start a new life I ripped out His throat And called you on the t
Oh, my love Please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and We'll start a new life I ripped out His throat And called you on the t
(Gayl Carlberg/Jill Wilkin/Deborah Berwyn)
Another night in separate rooms
We quietly nurse our wounds
I tell myself I'd be better off on my own
I say girl, just walk away
There is nothing left to say
But then I stop and think of spending my life all alone
There's a war in me
The battle
You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This lyrics
I've got a funny feeling The moment that your lips touched mine Something shot right through me My heart skipped a beat in time There's a diff
lines are drawnI've got a funny feeling The moment that your lips touched mine Something shot right through me My heart skipped a beat in time There's a diff
I'm torn between letting go and hanging on
What's right, what's wrong
It's so hard to tell
There's a war in me
And war is hell
When life peeks through the curtain cracks
I look beyond the smoke and ash
I start remembering the laughter more than the tears
I say girl, you can't give
I'd Be Broken lyrics
Darling, hold on to my love, hold on to my touch, a little bit more, For all affection, that I've grudged you, For all loads I let y
upDarling, hold on to my love, hold on to my touch, a little bit more, For all affection, that I've grudged you, For all loads I let y
Deep down you're still in love
But then I stop and think our love has been dying for years
There's a war in me
The battle lines are drawn
I'm torn between letting go and hanging on
What's right, what's wrong
It's so hard to tell
There's a war in me
And war is hell
I finally made up my m
You Can't Lose Me lyrics
A little girl, a little small for her age A little too slow for the field day race Momma's waiting at the finish line And wipes the teardrops from her
indA little girl, a little small for her age A little too slow for the field day race Momma's waiting at the finish line And wipes the teardrops from her
I pray in time I find peace
But right now in my heart as I leave
There's a war in me
The battle lines are drawn
I'm torn between letting go and hanging on
What's right, what's wrong
It's so hard to tell
There's a war in me
And war is hell
There's a war in me
And war is hell