Album by Edwin McCain
Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Edwin McCain, I like to think about the time I met you Living
By Edwin McCain, Pacing gently summer wind, The king stares softly to the sky. Will
By Edwin McCain, Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of
By Edwin McCain, I'm holding my last breath It's burning in my lungs Clenching up
By Edwin McCain, Midnight in the Holy City Playground for restless souls Graveyards for the
By Edwin McCain, I'm a hack driver in New York City I've got seven
By Edwin McCain, The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop
By Edwin McCain, Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams Live my lonely
By Edwin McCain, Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes Lift
By Edwin McCain, I pull my boots off, throw my weapons on the
By Edwin McCain, The rhythm of life Heaven withstanding and smiling we're all swept
By Edwin McCain, Did you forget about the passion living day to day? we keep