"I feel these four walls closin' in
My face up against the glass
Im looking out, hmm
Is this my life I'm wonderin'
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around
Is this the bed I chose to make
Its greener pastures i'm thinkin' about, hmm
Wide open spaces far away. . .
. . . I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bareback, carefree along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumpin' head first headlong with out a fall
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"
- Wild Horses by Natasha Bedingfield.
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