Lyrics

Beating Her hearts beating She's still dreaming I believe in her I believe Nights turned cold These days move slow Just praying you make it home She's coming home Bloom Azaiah Move Bloom Azaiah Breathing Our girls breathing A tiny heart-beating I believe Nights turned cold These days move slow Just praying you make it home She's coming home Bloom Azaiah Move Bloom Azaiah
Writer(s): William Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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