100 lyrics for "Now I wonder"
You got me comin', under fire Oh yeah, I'm comin', under fire Is it any wonder, you got me comin' under fire? Comin' like thunder, you know you make me walk the wire Comin' like thunder You know you make me walk the wire Your kind of woman gotta heart of
PlayIt's too late, she's gone. She's gone, yes she's gone. And I wonder does she know When she left me, it hurt me so. I need your love babe, please don't make me wait. Tell me it's not too late. It's too late, my baby's gone. Wish I had told her she was my
PlayI shoot my shot and it brick (yeah) I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah) Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah) Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah) Too busy thinking what if (yeah) Fell in love through a photograph I don't even know your name Wonder if
PlayIt's all over for When you're on the edge and falling off And now you're dead inside Still you wonder why Because of you my mind is always racing And now your trip begins, but You, for you It's all over for you
PlayThere's a line where the sky meets the sea and it calls me But no one knows, how far it goes All the time wondering where I need to be is behind me I'm on my own, to worlds unknown Every turn I take, every trail I track Is a choice I make, now I can't
PlayToday I saw a boy And I wondered if he noticed me He took my breath away I can't get him off my mind And it scares me Cause I've never felt this way No one in this world Knows me better than you do
PlayAnytime she goes away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone I know, I know, I know, I know, I know And this house just ain't no home It's not warm when she's away And she's always gone too long Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay
PlayYou know I love you, can't stand the way you do Bye bye, baby baby, bye bye Sometimes I wonder, why don't she write to me? Baby baby, come back home to me Well, you telling me it's true now and that's alright for you Bye bye, baby baby, don't cry If I've
PlayYou're just the last of the real ones (You're just the last of the real ones) 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a
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