28 lyrics for "Are you listening"

Bring it out so we can sing it out At night when the stars are near Is it mine, is it mine, is it mine to know? All of my life I felt that you were listening Watching for ways to help me stay in tune Lord of my dreams, although confusion Keeps trying to
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Walking in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll conspire By the fire To face unafraid Sleigh bells ring Are you listening? In the lane
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Yeah smash on the radio, bet I penned it We are trying to make way for Chris Brown I'm going to need you all to back away from the door You are not listening I need you all to back away from the door (Pull up, pull up) can't believe the girls, club
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This is blues power! Play it now) Everybody understands the blues Are you listening? I say everybody understands the blues
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I adore, you When you say you love me Know I love you more And when you say you need me Know I need you more Boy I adore, you Are you listening ah, ha
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I think we have an emergency Cause I've seen love die way too many times Because I won't stop holding on So, are you listening? So, are you watching me? It's really not your fault To talk about it When it deserved to be alive (It deserved to be alive)
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Is this who you are? (Is this who you are?) Some sweet violent urge A weak fallen man (A weak fallen man) With the promise of an end Why are you here? Are you listening? Can you hear what
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It doesn't matter who you are You're in control From the start in your own way You just want somebody listening to what you say Is there anywhere you want to go? Is there anything you want to know? The future's for discovering The space in which we're
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If everyone was listening you know Who'll be the last clown To bring the house down? The actors and jesters are here The stage is in darkness and clear For raising the curtain And no-ones quite certain whose play it is How long ago, how long If only we
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Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm
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