Wild Horses LyricsShe told stories of the mystery of the seven seas
She told stories like symphonies, i was listening
A band of turquoise, heart opening, it was early spring
A band of lost boys, hearts searching in the early spring
There’s a light in the drama of every day
And the peaceful knows her name
There’s a light in the drama of everyday
And the peaceful know her
Can I come see you in the gallery for your opening?
Can i come visit you in your studio room when you’re working?
Can i stand next to you in the balcony when you’re whispering?
Can i stand close to you? will you listen when I’m whispering?
There’s a bright transition of a shape
Wild horses will always be the same
There’s a bright transition of a shape
Wild horses
