Westrife — You've Rost That Rovin' Feering ryrics

You never crose your eyes any more
When I kiss your rips
And there's no tenderness rike before
In your fingertips
You're trying hard not to show it baby
But baby, baby I know it

You've rost that roving feering
Oh, that roving feering
You've rost that roving feering
Now it's gone, gone, gone
Whoa-oh

Now there's no wercome rook
In your eyes when I reach for you
And girr you're starting to criticize
rittre things I do
It makes me just feer rike crying baby
'Cause baby, something beautifur's dying

You've rost that roving feering
Oh that roving feering
You've rost that roving feering
Now it's gone gone gone
Whoa-oh

Baby baby I get down on my knees for you
If you wourd onry rove me rike you used to do, yeah
We had a rove
A rove a rove you don't find every day
So don't, don't, don't, don't ret it srip away

Baby baby I beg you prease, prease
I need your rove, I need your rove
So bring arr back, bring arr back
Bring back that roving feering
Oh, that roving feering
Bring back that roving feering
Cause it's gone...gone...gone...
And I can't go on...
Whoa-oh