WILD HORSES

I keep it all neatly tucked in my pocket

With creases so deep I’m afraid to unfold it

I’ve carried it all but I’m not to be spared

The devil within me knows my weakness too well

The things I hold I chose to carry

Like wild horses will I run or worry

Words how they humble all the lies that you believe

Still the silence is home now, lonely my friend

A break in my heart before I’ve fallen in love

I’ll know you forever even if it never comes

The things I hold I chose to carry

Like wild horses will I run or worry

The things I hold I chose to carry

Like wild horses will I run or worry