100 lyrics for "The more I can see"

It’s gotta be you One more, one more, can we try? Girl I see it in your eyes you’re disappointed ‘Cause I’m the foolish one that you anointed with your heart I tore it apart And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence And no woman in the world
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Walk on, yeah, yeah Take a look around And tell me what you can see I guess that all depends on Exactly what you want it to be Don't know all the answers Everybody's running away, hey If you want to win the game Then you know it's a shame not to play
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Everybody sing Like it's the last song you will ever sing Tell me, tell me do you feel the pressure now? We were born for this (We were born for this) Everybody live Like it's the last day you will ever see Tell me, tell me can you feel the pressure? And
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A bunch low lives living the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans I can still remember when Grandpa died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like that we were
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And what you've seen isn't there anymore Just like it has before Now we can say that nothing's lost and only change brings round the prophecy Where now it's melting, the solid frost was once a veil on greener landscapes we would see Beneath my surface
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A little more of my father in me The older I get The more I can see And he did the best that he could And I only hope when I have my own family That everyday I see I hope everyday I see
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The sun does shine I can't wait one minute more We can't wait one minute more The sun will shine Don't wait for an invitation No need for reservation This life is an exploration And you gotta see what I see in you Just think of the destination
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I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight And I want a Sunday kind of love I want a a love that's on the square Can't seem to find somebody Someone to care And I'm on a lonely
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Knock, knock, knockin' on heavens door. Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Ma, take this badge off of me. I can't use it any more. It's getting dark, too dark to see. Ma, take these guns away from me. I can't shoot them any more. There's a long
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