Friday, 6 June 2008

"I feel these four walls closing in
Face up against the glass
I'm looking out, mmm
Is this my life I'm wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around
Is this the bed I chose to make
There's greener pastures I'm thinking about
Wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses
Run with the wild horses, oh

I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bareback, carefree
Along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumping head first, head-long
Without a thought
To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear, but not feel scared

Oooh, wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to
Wanna run with the wild horses
Run with the wild horses, oh

I wanna run too
Recklessly abandoning myself before you
I wanna open up my heart
Tell him how I feel

 wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses
Run with the wild horses
Run with the wild horses

I wanna run with the wild horses, ooooh..."

Wild Horses - Natasha Bedingfield
when every word makes sense = good music(:

remember the way i cried when i first heard this song?
it made sense all the way back into my life again.
sheryl's not emo, just more reflective and sensitive.




I'd like my yuppie back now.

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