sábado, 19 de diciembre de 2009

La palabra de hoy es o t r a .

I see the girl I wanna be,
riding bareback, carefree along the shore.
If only that someone was me,
jumping head first, headlong 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 head,
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.

Wanna run with the wild horses,
run with the wild horses.


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