Yves Paquet

Yves Paquet - A Southern Tale lyrics

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Southern man in a Southern town,
Nightingale why don’t you fly away,
The ice in the north is melting today,
I walk on the water as the river finds its way.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, aah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, aah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, aah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaah.

Hold up your torch in the dark yourself,
Hold on to love it’s your mightiest self,
I will go breaking the spell that was cast,
To whoever conquered you first.

I will be the last.

Silent stones in the corner of your heart,
Would you call when the wall falls apart,
Feeling sittin’ in the fortress of your mind,
A castle seal that they will never find.

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh,
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooooh,
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh,
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooooh
 
Hold up your torch in the dark yourself,
Hold on to love it’s your mightiest self,
I will go breaking the spell that was cast,
To whoever conquered you first.

I will be the last. . .

Aah, aah,  aah

Hmm, hmm

Southern man in a Southern town,
Nightingale why don’t you fly away.
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Author: Yves Paquet , Iskander Moens

Composer: Yves Paquet , Iskander Moens

Publisher: ?

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Released in: 202

Language: English

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