Whatever Possessed You Lyrics
| Song | Whatever Possessed You |
| Artist | Care |
| Album | Diamonds and Emeralds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Broudie, Simpson | |
| Goodbye my love... heaven has been wronged | |
| Now our young bent arms don't seem quite so strong | |
| November and all the frost bites... deep as the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone | |
| Never knock on my door... whatever possessed you, ah | |
| Somewhere there's an emptiness... hold me tightly, I wouldn't dream of it | |
| Beware my love... this tongue is a dying flame | |
| My lies may fall like an acid rain | |
| Maybe the sleet was in silently above the roads | |
| You loving angel, you're skin and bones | |
| November and all the frost bites... deeper than the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone |
| zuo qu : Broudie, Simpson | |
| Goodbye my love... heaven has been wronged | |
| Now our young bent arms don' t seem quite so strong | |
| November and all the frost bites... deep as the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone | |
| Never knock on my door... whatever possessed you, ah | |
| Somewhere there' s an emptiness... hold me tightly, I wouldn' t dream of it | |
| Beware my love... this tongue is a dying flame | |
| My lies may fall like an acid rain | |
| Maybe the sleet was in silently above the roads | |
| You loving angel, you' re skin and bones | |
| November and all the frost bites... deeper than the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone |
| zuò qǔ : Broudie, Simpson | |
| Goodbye my love... heaven has been wronged | |
| Now our young bent arms don' t seem quite so strong | |
| November and all the frost bites... deep as the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone | |
| Never knock on my door... whatever possessed you, ah | |
| Somewhere there' s an emptiness... hold me tightly, I wouldn' t dream of it | |
| Beware my love... this tongue is a dying flame | |
| My lies may fall like an acid rain | |
| Maybe the sleet was in silently above the roads | |
| You loving angel, you' re skin and bones | |
| November and all the frost bites... deeper than the snow flowers plowed | |
| This bed is colder than blood or bone |
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