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She's The Softest Sound In London (London)
Lyricist:Bryan Davis
Can't you see the sky is falling? As these porcelain clouds dismantle into shards of our affection, it's raining on our secret scandal. She keeps a photo in the cover of her bible, of her lover, because she talks to God and not her parents. And, I'm so in love with her appearance.
Ooh ooh ooh La La, when she holds my hand I can't, can't, can't, just can't seem to catch my breath. I'll fall, fall, fall headfirst into the pavement, because it feels like all my reason has left, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com and I couldn't tell her…
Can't you feel the tinge of sickness as it's seeping through your bloodstream? You're warm as breath in December, yet you remain so serene. I won't be home before I miss you; because you're in my thoughts like a plague, a drug to my every function. Honey, you're a state of grace.
And I don't know why I would doubt you; nothing feels the same without you.
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