Hold Me Closer
Music by Konstantin Meladze
Words by Alexey Krusin
DON'T TRY TO TALK ME OUT OF THIS
KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA SAY
THAT ALL MY NEED TO BE WITH HIM
IS NOT LOVE
WITH YOU IT'S JUST ANOTHER KISS
AND I'M NOT GONNA STAY
HE'S ALL I'VE EVER BEEN THINKING OFF
I KNOW HOW MUCH I'M BLESSED WITH YOU
YOU GOT ME TO MY KNEES
BUT I DON'T KNOW JUST WHEN YOU LOST
ALL YOUR CHARMS
NOW YOU CANNOT DISPEL MY GLOOM
BEEN CRYING SILENT TEARS
UNTIL I'VE FALLEN
RIGHT IN HIS ARMS
EVEN IF YOU SAY YOU NEVER FORGIVE
IF YOU REALLY LOVE ME PLEASE
HOLD ME CLOSER LIKE BEFORE
I WILL SAY GOODBYE
MY HEART LEFT YOU SUCH A LONG TIME AGO
HOLD ME CLOSER LIKE BEFORE
I DON'T WANNA CRY
I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HIS LOVE
LET ME GO
DON'T EVEN TRY TO MAKE ME STAY
YOU KNOW THERE'S NO WAY BACK
I'VE GOT MY RIGHT TO MAKE MISTAKES
LET ME GO
YOU BETTER NOT GET IN MY WAY
WHEN I GET ON MY TRACK
DON'T WANNA BE WITH YOU ANYMORE
EVEN IF YOU SAY YOU NEVER FORGIVE
IF YOU REALLY LOVE ME PLEASE
HOLD ME CLOSER LIKE BEFORE
I WILL SAY GOODBYE
MY HEART LEFT YOU SUCH A LONG TIME AGO
HOLD ME CLOSER LIKE BEFORE
I DON'T WANNA CRY
I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HIS LOVE
LET ME GO
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