I want flatlands
I don't give a fuck about money and all it's friends
I want flatlands
I want flatlands
I don't want precious stones
I don't give a fuck about anything you ever owned
I want flatlands
I want simplicity
I need your arms wrapped hard around me
I want open planes and scattered trees
I want flower fields and I want salted seas
I want flatlands, soft and steady breeze
Bringing sense of land up orchards trees
dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves
I want flatlands
Will you go there with me?
Love me, love me, love me, love me,
say you do
Let me fly away with you
For my love is like the wind,
and wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Give me more than one caress
satisfy this hungriness
Let the wind blow through your heart
Oh wild is the wind, wild is the wind
You touch me, I hear the sound of mandolins
You kiss me
With your kiss my life begins
You're spring to me, all things to me
Don't you know you're life, itself!
Like the leaf clings to the tree,
Oh, my darling, cling to me
For we're like creatures of the wind,
and wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
wild is the wind
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