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• Artiste: Scott Matthews
• Titre: Running Wild
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Hold a film to the light I am seized with nostalgic delight These sepia eyes need a fix, reminiscing tonight One more still of you I could watch you forever Uncertainty dies When the reels come to life once more You're much easier to find Than the welcoming sign on the door To a new avenue You obscure the view Of where I'm heading to Where are you now ? Where am I likely to find you ? I'm starting to feel like the old days Are running wild Leading astray my lonesome horse Who was never caught Roaming and running wild I'm forgetting to live As I easily give in to the eyes Of a feeling relived that serenely Forgives and reminds Me, I'm nothing new With my sepia views I only live for you Where are you now ? Where am I likely to find you ? I'm starting to feel like the old days Are running wild A long way away is my lonesome horse Who was never caught I wonder if we'll meet again Galloping over the plains out of breath Lay your head down to rest And feel you needing to belong (Thanks to Euan Richardson for these lyrics)