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Letras de Canciones / S / Sundays |
| Sundays - Wild Horses |
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Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted,
I brought them for you
Graceless lady,
You know who I am,
You know I can’t let you,
Slide through my hands
Wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away,
Wild, wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away...
I watched you suffer
A dull, aching pain
Now you decided
To show me the same
No sweeping exits
Or off-stage lines,
Can make me feel bitter,
Or treat you unkind
(refrain)
I know I dreamed you
A sin and a lie,
I have my freedom,
But I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken,
Tears must be cried,
Let’s do some living,
After we die... |
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Webs amigas |
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