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She Must Have Known

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 13.08.2012

She must have known from the moment she saw him,
From the look in his eye, and the way that he smiled,
She must have dreamed of lying beside him,
His hands on her body, his whispers of love;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
It is meant to be, it is meant to be;

She must have felt the stirrings of passion,
It's been missing so long with the man in her life,
But now at last there is someone beside her,
Somebody to guide her, someone to love;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
It is meant to be;

Oh the time will come when we'll be living the dream,
It's that miracle moment for being what we believe;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
Sooner or later, it is meant to be, it is meant to be, it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known;

Now she's heading for the sunshine,
She's gonna be like Shirley Valentine,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be;
She must have known ,
Now she's heading for the sunshine,
She's gonna be like Shirley Valentine
She must have known.


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