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I Hear (The Voice Of Love)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 08.06.2012

(Diana Ross/Stan Scates)

What is this I hear
Falling softly in my ears
Quietly telling me to wipe away my tears

Yesterdays are gone
And love has cleared the way
No matter who you are
You can touch the stars

Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart

The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love

The voice will never leave you
It lives deep down inside
It's calling you, asking you
To open up your heart

All things are achievable
Nothing is impossible
You can reach your highest high
You can make it if you try

Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart

The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love

Follow where it leads you in the dark
The voice will guide your heart
The voice is always near
I hear the voice, I found the voice
From the mountains to the sea
The voice of love is calling me

Where ever you are, the voice is near you
It's never too far, the voice is with you
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love


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