off to face the world again
past the bathroom mirror
ignorance is bliss, they say
couldn't be much clearer
imaging what might have been
thinking it could still be
all the lost years in between
still a sucker for a dream
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
play the fool and act the clown
impress your friends and neighbours
not so good when you come down
with nothing for your labours
you could've been a movie star
you could've been a hero
you could have won a bridge too far
the best you get is no cigar
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you are what you are
you see what you see
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
wild_horses
on the top of an office block
sits a man of business, a man of means
he's got intrays and ashtrays
he is up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens
undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president
he got indecision and indigestion
and he wonders where the last ten million went
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
on the side of a mountain
lives a man of nature, a man of peace
he got no food and no money
and he's waiting for his merciful release
works his fingers to the bone
just to make it through the winter snows
he's got nothing to do and no one to do it to
and he wonders where the buffalo goes
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
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off to face the world again
past the bathroom mirror
ignorance is bliss, they say
couldn't be much clearer
imaging what might have been
thinking it could still be
all the lost years in between
still a sucker for a dream
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
play the fool and act the clown
impress your friends and neighbours
not so good when you come down
with nothing for your labours
you could've been a movie star
you could've been a hero
you could have won a bridge too far
the best you get is no cigar
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you are what you are
you see what you see
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
wild_horses
on the top of an office block
sits a man of business, a man of means
he's got intrays and ashtrays
he is up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens
undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president
he got indecision and indigestion
and he wonders where the last ten million went
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
on the side of a mountain
lives a man of nature, a man of peace
he got no food and no money
and he's waiting for his merciful release
works his fingers to the bone
just to make it through the winter snows
he's got nothing to do and no one to do it to
and he wonders where the buffalo goes
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
past the bathroom mirror
ignorance is bliss, they say
couldn't be much clearer
imaging what might have been
thinking it could still be
all the lost years in between
still a sucker for a dream
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
play the fool and act the clown
impress your friends and neighbours
not so good when you come down
with nothing for your labours
you could've been a movie star
you could've been a hero
you could have won a bridge too far
the best you get is no cigar
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you are what you are
you see what you see
you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not
wild_horses
on the top of an office block
sits a man of business, a man of means
he's got intrays and ashtrays
he is up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens
undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president
he got indecision and indigestion
and he wonders where the last ten million went
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
on the side of a mountain
lives a man of nature, a man of peace
he got no food and no money
and he's waiting for his merciful release
works his fingers to the bone
just to make it through the winter snows
he's got nothing to do and no one to do it to
and he wonders where the buffalo goes
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
Writer: NIK KERSHAW
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group