Foo Fighters Miracle текст песни, слова песни Miracle Foo Fighters
Foo Fighters - Miracle
Begging for sweet relief, a blessing in disguise
Dying behind these tired eyes
I've been losing sleep
Please come to me
Tonight
Hands on a miracle
I got my hands on a miracle
Believe it or not, hands on a miracle
And there ain't no way
Let you take it away
Everything that we've survived
It's gonna be alright
Just lucky we're alive
Got no vision I've been blind
Searching everywhere you're right here in my sights
Away
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