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I could speak with the tounges of angles |
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i could speak with the tounges of men |
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i could whisper the language of heaven |
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like a chiming of bells in the wind |
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But it's a far cry from love |
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it's a far cry from love |
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I could open the doors of a mystery |
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turn all the shadows to light |
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keep faith when the odds are against me |
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believe when i'm loosing my sight |
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But it's a far cry from love |
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it's a far cry from love |
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it's a far, far cry from love |
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All my passion, my tears and my blood |
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sacrifice will never be enough |
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i don't have a heart of love |
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i am nothing more |
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than hollow fading words |
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nothing without love |
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I could open my arms to the hungry |
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fight to keep flesh on their bones |
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surrender my body for burning |
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lay down everything that i own |
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But it's a far cry from love |
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it's a far cry from love |
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it's a far, far cry from love |
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it's a far cry from love. |
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From the album...'Tony Vincent'. |
