Lyrics of Death may be your santa claus
Mott The Hoople

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Release date : 23/05/2006
Duration : 0:04:54
Style : Rock
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Yes, i've been dreaming about you every day
Every day, each and every day
And i've been thinking about you all night long
I even wrote a song
Just to try and tell you how i really feel
To make you understand my love is real
That you're on my mind all the time
I wish to god, you were mine once again
I remember talking to you
I remember walking with you
I remember laughing all the time
When you were mine
Now the day seems so long
I can't face the night alone
I beg you, please
Won't you please come home?
I remember talking to you
I remember walking with you
I remember laughing all the time
I remember singing to you
I remember dreaming with you
I remember loving, you were, were mine
And now the day seems so long
I can't face the night all alone
I beg you please
Won't you please come home?
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