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Five Minute Ride November In My Soul Lyrics
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FIVE MINUTE RIDE
- November In My Soul Lyrics / with translationsThis past infliction…
this past infliction.
Walking down where we used to share
and every time I pass your street
I die remembering the pain I felt
the tears I shed for what I wished
it's you that I missed
All I wanted was an answer
some reassurance for…
All this past infliction
is beating me to the ground.
Was it all worth it
this pain I feel inside
I should have let you go and left you alone
All I wanted was an answer
some reassurance but there was none
Here in my heart I feel you close
Close to me in my dreams
and when I'm not sleeping everything
everything reminds me of you
everything reminds me of you
this past infliction.
Walking down where we used to share
and every time I pass your street
I die remembering the pain I felt
the tears I shed for what I wished
it's you that I missed
All I wanted was an answer
some reassurance for…
All this past infliction
is beating me to the ground.
this pain I feel inside
I should have let you go and left you alone
All I wanted was an answer
some reassurance but there was none
Here in my heart I feel you close
Close to me in my dreams
and when I'm not sleeping everything
everything reminds me of you
everything reminds me of you
Facts about November In My Soul
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November In My Soul is written and performed by Five Minute Ride.
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November In My Soul is produced by Five Minute Ride, Mark Hatchfield.
Who wrote November In My Soul lyrics?
November In My Soul is written and performed by Five Minute Ride.
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Who produced November In My Soul?
November In My Soul is produced by Five Minute Ride, Mark Hatchfield.
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