@song.lq: With You #deanlewis #withyou #Flashback #lyrics

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debbiemoncada84
debbiemoncada84 :
I love this song his voice is amazing ❤️
2025-02-18 16:24:19
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user8702085923900
user8702085923900 :
🥰🥰🥰🥰with you
2025-02-21 21:08:46
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salve.navarez0915g
[email protected] :
🙏 hello friend l believe for you deserve your song keep fans
2025-03-04 15:49:26
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angel.synnuck
angel synnuck :
I love this song it touches my heart. it's so powerful. you have a beautiful talent for music and singing. May God continue to bless you. 🙏💞🙏💞🙏💞
2025-02-19 05:56:22
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chantellespargo
Chantelle Spargo :
Reminds me of someone so very long ago🥺
2025-02-18 19:00:20
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lukeyb17
Lukey🩵 :
OMG NO JOKE, DEAN LEWIS REPOSTED
2025-02-19 07:16:35
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nikolajcosterwaldau_
nikolajcosterwaldau :
How do I get the fan card?
2025-02-22 12:38:43
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marcella.mannarel
Marcella Mannarella :
Love❤️❤️❤️💋💋💋💋
2025-02-22 10:03:36
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heidigrey9424
heidigrey9424 :
Am so proud of you
2025-02-18 23:19:44
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lilah_anne
lilah_anne :
it's been a long year's ago...this song reminds me of my late husband 💔💔💔
2025-02-24 18:20:15
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me853029
Maria🌸🌸 :
Amazing voice
2025-02-17 02:35:08
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pin91769
Pin :
super music video you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰
2025-02-18 13:58:40
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baroneduardo2
Baron Eduardo :
How can I get the fan card??? I don't want to lose you
2025-02-19 02:04:29
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denisesweeney24
denise :
wow amazing song 😍
2025-02-18 17:53:57
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chamy114
chamy :
i just needed a friend that will put smile on my face 😕
2025-02-20 20:09:59
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lisa29631
Lisa :
my favorite singing👍👍👍
2025-02-17 10:02:11
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voke346
voke :
I'm from Kenya how can i get the fan card
2025-02-20 04:50:06
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janine.seblin
Janine Seblin :
Love this song so beautiful voice so great so touching hats off🥰👏👏👍🙏✨
2025-02-19 06:55:53
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jackie7131
Jackie :
what a powerful meaningful song love it ♥️
2025-02-19 20:10:34
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royaan10
Roya A :
🎻🎶🎻🎵🎻🎶🎸🎵beautiful music 🎶 song 🎵🎶
2025-02-19 00:52:01
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user74335348586711
Hustler :
Dean ohh Dean, this song makes me feel things
2025-02-18 21:53:57
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alhabya247
Alhabya247🦋 :
This song🔥🔥🔥
2025-02-20 13:58:05
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sunshine.gigi1
j Gigi sunshine :
I’m exhausted on time need some rest away
2025-02-17 18:45:54
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nabisereoliva
Nabisere Olivailike :
true,yesitstrue
2025-02-19 12:40:12
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gakpo.alexis
CHINA BULLET EMPIRE :
love
2025-02-18 21:46:59
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