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Washed Away (Acoustic Version)
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Washed Away (Acoustic Version) foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 1997 por EMI Music Canada como parte do álbum Songs of a Circling Spirit
1 de janeiro de 1997
EditoraEMI Music Canada
IdiomaEnglish
BPM80
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Letra

[Verse 1]
We live out here in the desert
Where time stands still in the face of our foolish pride
We trade our love for ambition
And tell each other we'll gonna get it all back in time
But time moves on like a river
Soon leaves us all behind
Like a summer rain, it all gets washed away
[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better let 'em know or you both get washed away
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better hold on fast or you both get washed away
[Verse 2]
I watch the wind blow out there, maybe hear some distant laughter
Look outside the hotel window and my soul wanders off me
This is the town I met you in, and I won't soon forget that
Your proud beauty lingers on until the storm is lifted
Go find your fortune fast, it's cold outside but you'll make it
Don't trade your love for ambition, or you'll get washed away
[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better let 'em know or you both get washed away
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better hold on fast or you both get washed away
[Bridge]
An old cliché that you used to tell me
Some things might change, all things won't last
Do the best you can, it'll all work out
At the end of the storm, you get to love another day, yeah
[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better let 'em know or you both get washed away
Round and round and round we go, where it stops, don't no one know
Find a love, you better hold on fast or you both get washed away
[Chorus]
The time we spend as we pass this way
We might not ever be here again
Hold on tight, do what you might
And then we got tomorrow, yeah
Written by: Tom Cochrane
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