Lletres: Natasha Bedingfield. Unwritten. Wild Horses.

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Feel these four walls closing in
Face up against the glass
i'm looking out mmmm
"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 mmmm
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 , Ill run free too
wish i couldrecklessly love like i'm longing too
I wanna run with the ride horses
Run with the wild horses

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 surronds 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

Recklessly abandoning myself before you
I wanna open up my heart
tellin' you how i feel