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That’s Where I’ll Be

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 08.10.2012

Holding you is revelation
Baby, I have seen the other side
And there’s nothing there but lonely
So I live for doing only
What it takes to bridge the great divide

I would ride across the mesa to the Arizona plains
Or sail beyond the shores of Cisco Beach
I’d go down the Mississippi to the land of
hurricanes • Or I’d climb the hills of Tennessee
if that’s where you are
That’s where I’ll be

Loving you is sweet salvation
Baby, there’s no measure to your worth
Now it’s your love that makes me
So I’ll follow where it takes me
Even to the edge of the earth

I would ride across the mesa to the Arizona plains
Or sail beyond the shores of Cisco Beach
I’d go down the Mississippi to the land of hurricanes
Or I’d climb the hills of Tennessee
If that’s where you are
That’s where I’ll be

Without you I’m only driftin’
Through a life that I’m not living
Without you I’m a heart without a home

I would ride across the mesa to the Arizona plains
Or sail beyond the shores of Cisco Beach
I’d go down the Mississippi to the land of hurricanes
Or I’d climb the hills of Tennessee
If that’s where you are
That’s where I’ll be


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