Wild Horses
by The Gardener & The Tree
on 69591, LAXÅ (2018)
Darling, don't you act like maybe
You could be my baby
For [?] back home
Don't you, don't you do no nothing
After all these years now
So I don't feel alone
[?], don't you ask no question
Better save those words for
Until my ship comes in
Father, could you tell my children
Not to lock that back door
So I can come back home
Wild horses
Running through the fields I used to
I know it's gonna be the first thing that
I do when I come back home
Come back home, back home
Wild horses
The feeling that [?] to tell you
There isn't gonna be no [?]
When I'm gonna make it home
Wild horses
Running through the fields I used to
I know it's gonna be the first thing that
I do when I come back home
Come back home
Wild horses
The feeling that I [?] to tell you
There isn't gonna be no [?]
When I'm gonna make it home
Darling, don't you be my baby
Just a day or two now
Before I head[?] back home
[?] wonn't you be my brother?
Just another day now
So i don't feel alone
Father, won't you be my guidance[?]?
Would you look for sails
Until my ship comes in?
Father, will you ben my backbone?
Could you send me [?]
So I can come back home
Wild horses
Running through the fields I used to
I know it's gonna be the first thing that
I do when I come back home
Come back home
Wild horses
The feeling that I [?] to tell you
There isn't gonna be no [?]
When I'm gonna make it home
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