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Everywhere I Go

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 24.07.2012

Everywhere I go,
Everywhere I go I see an image of her face,
She talks to me,
She talks to me in a thousand ways;

Everyone I know,
Everyone I know is calling on the telephone,
"Are you ok, are you alright,
'cos you're never at home?"
Well I couldn't be better,
I found my way,
She is an open door to a brand new day;

Everywhere I go I see her face again,
Everywhere I look I see her smile and wave,
Everywhere I hear her voice is calling,
This time, I finally opened my eyes to a beautiful angel,
Oh, who's been caring for me like a mother for a child;

Everywhere I go,
Everywhere I go I see the shadow of a light,
It shines on me, it shines on me from another side;

So many dark days, and lonely nights,
Until she found the way, to change my life;

Everywhere I go I see her face again,
Everywhere I look I see her smile and wave,
Everywhere I hear her voice is calling,
This time, I finally opened my eyes!

Everywhere I go I see her face again,
(Everywhere I go),
Everywhere I look I see her smile and wave,
(Everywhere I look),
Everywhere I hear her voice is calling,
This time, I finally opened my eyes, to my beautiful angel,
Oh, who's been caring for me like a mother for her child,
Everywhere I go;

This time, I finally opened my eyes,
Everywhere I go.


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