Moving Mountains - Furnace Woods (Acoustic) | Текст песни

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• Furnace Woods (Acoustic)

I will hold a place for you
All alone, to see it through
And all these feelings, were meant to grow
inside our bodies, inside our bones

Ohhhhohhhhhohhhhhhhhhh

The sun ran away
I am a mountain a few yards a way
You were the road
Bridges the waters it keeps me from cold

I will hold ohhhhhhohhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhohhhhhohhhhhhh

And I will hold a place for
You alone to see it through
And I'll have these feelings
Only to grow, only to grow
And I will hold a place for
You alone to see it through
And i'll have these feelings
only to grow, only to grow


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