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Annie Lennox The Annie Lennox Collection

Every day I write the list Of reasons why I still believe they do exist (A thousand beautiful things) And even though it's hard to see The glass is full

Come into these arms again And lay your body down The rhythm of this trembling heart It's beating like a drum It beats for you, it bleeds for you It

Roman candles that burn in the night Yeah, you are a shining light You lit a torch in the empty night Yeah, you are a shining light Yeah, you light up

Long white arms Losing their strength and form Sixty year man on twenty year old skin Skeleton, your eyes have lost their warmth Look to your father

I used to be lunatic from the gracious days I used to be woebegone and so restless nights My aching heart would bleed for you to see Oh but now... (

Roman candles that burn in the night Yeah, you are a shining light You lit a torch in the infinite Yeah, you are a shining light Yeah, you light up my

Precious little angel Take a look at what you've done Well I thought my time was over But it's only just begun Precious little angel You're my own sweet

How many times do I have to try to tell you That I'm sorry for the things I've done But when I start to try to tell you That's when you have to tell

Come into these arms again And lay your body down The rhythm of this trembling heart Is beating like a drum It beats for you - It bleeds for you It