Wild Strawberries On My Own
I want to be the leading lady on my own I want to act sophisticated on my own I want to walk across your ocean I want to file you under C I want to hang your mixed emotion over me I want to touch you where the hurting never goes I want to drive five wicked horses through your pose Everyone loves a winner when he's wrong Everyone wants the singer to sing along If you were water I would never be dry I'd draw the curtain on the edge of the sky If I could turn you I would gladly oblige If I could find you we'd be running out of time
