100 lyrics for "So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around"

Can you hear the bell? How could I turn around? Face the sound of the bell that shines? Ring it out, trim it out To drag me back down But I'm not coming home Till I stop pretending I tried hard to be brave I tried hard not to be afraid
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We're halfway there We're looking good now And nothing's gonna get in the way And looking back now I never thought that I'd ever say Leaning on each other's shoulders Then we turn around And see we've come so far somehow If we never flew
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Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
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They told us There'd never come a day They told us that We need not worry So we fucked around, thought This shit would change And turned our eyes away And I watched Through bitter eyes
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To find the truth we must turn around We are lost but keep moving forward We're born helpless But guided by humanity What was compassion? Soon controls the way we think Familiarity has left me desensitized And inanity keeps deception disguised History
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If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe
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To Las Vegas, turnaround, she's going to Las Vegas (Sara please) Sara's off on a turnaround Flying gambling fools To the holy land, Las Vegas Sometimes she's here and sometimes She can't be found turnaround And Sara's off, half hiding far above the
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If she could see me now If she could see me breaking down Maybe she'd turn around Wasn't a stone I didn't throw When I wrecked it My foolish words so cool and cold Were disconnected Tell me why When she cried
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Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
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Population one since yesterday Livin' and dyin' in the hell I made Right now my mind's in another state Ain't enough heart here left to break I drove half way to town last night And I turned around In a field of fireflies makin' such a lonely sound As my
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