Where I’m Gonna Find My Love
Music by Konstantin Meladze
Words by Alexey Krusin
NO TIME EVEN FOR YOUR GOODBYES
THE SUMMER HAS GONE FOR GOOD
I'M LEFT HERE WITH ALL MY DREAMS
THAT WILL NEVER COME TRUE
I'M STILL LOOKING FOR THE GOOD TIMES
BUT EVER IF NOT WITH YOU
I KNOW THAT I'LL KEEP ON LOOKING
UNTIL I DO
LIKE MY TIME IS FLYING
TIME IS FLYING
WITH THE RAIN OF AUTUMN
I'LL BE CRYING
WHILE THE LEAVES ARE FALLING
TIME TO LET IT GO
THERE
WHERE I'M GONNA FIND MY LOVE
LOOKING AT THE STARS
IN THE SKIES ABOVE
FLYING IN THE SUNSHINE
JUST LIKE A LONELY DOVE
THINKING WHERE I'M
GONNA FIND MY LOVE
WHERE I'M GONNA FIND MY LOVE
LOOKING AT THE STARS
IN THE SKIES ABOVE
FLYING IN THE SUNSHINE
JUST LIKE A LONELY DOVE
THINKING WHERE I'M
GONNA FIND MY LOVE
NO TIME EVEN FOR YOUR GOODBYES
THE SUMMER HAS GONE WITH YOU
DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GONNA BE
OR WHAT I'M GONNA DO
I KNOW I WILL FIND MY GOOD TIMES
I'M NOT GONNA LOSE MY MIND
I KNOW THAT I'LL KEEP ON SEARCHING
UNTIL I FIND
LIKE MY TIME IS FLYING
TIME IS FLYING
WITH THE RAIN OF AUTUMN
I'LL BE CRYING
WHILE THE LEAVES ARE FALLING
TIME TO LET IT GO
THERE
WHERE I'M GONNA FIND MY LOVE
LOOKING AT THE STARS
IN THE SKIES ABOVE
FLYING IN THE SUNSHINE
JUST LIKE A LONELY DOVE
THINKING WHERE I'M
GONNA FIND MY LOVE
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