I’m a poor, I’m a rich
I’m a mountain and a ditch
I’m a dagger and a shield
I’m impatient, I’m a yield
And I wanna be free, wind in my hair
Salt on my skin, sun in the air
I have to feel love holding on me
I’ll give you everything that you would ever need
I’m the fight and the dance
I am heartbreak and romance
The feather and the stone
I feel crowded and alone
And I wanna be free, wind in my hair
Salt on my skin, sun in the air
I have to feel love holding on me
I’ll give you everything that you would ever need
And every once in a while I wanna sit back and enjoy the view
I’m feeling my senses
But woman my life has been surrounded by fences
But I found some that I could see through, I could see through
And I wanna be free, wind in my hair
Salt on my skin, sun in the air
I have to feel love holding on me
I’ll give you everything that you would ever need
Everything that you would ever need
Everything that you would ever need
(Matraca Berg, Jim Photoglo, Harry Stinson) You turn around Then you ask me behind tears…
A plan is full of words that never seem to work I careless about the…
They tell you this, They tell you that, With their fingers crossed behind their backs.…
Senden başka yar bilmem ömür boyu gözüme Bak de yeter bakarım başım gözüm üstüne İster…
(words & music: D. Snider) Oh know, that girl, she's lookin' so fine I know…
Yalnız ve sonsuz donuk bir yolda, ilerliyorum Üşüyorum, üzülmüyorum Soğukluklar bir gün biter diyorum Cansız…