Sitting, and I must continue to think
Puzzled, what is the consequence?
What has it come to? All gone in a blink
A friendship about to make…
A genuine heart innocently on the take
And there you have it… pen and ink
Gone in a blink…
Bye sweet Norma… a sweet bye to you…
How you took what you didn't need to
How they made you feel unworthy and unwell
Too long to pen it down… too short to tell…
And they kept telling you; you must be strong
You need to get along…
Need to take it so tough…
But they forgot to tell you when to say enough…
Don't cry; don't feel; and don't ever say a word…
Don't ever let them see through…
No… don't ever let them see inside the real you
Wild Horses… running, now only one is new…
Want to run free, run freely to one-day meet you…
Feel the freedom you now hug so true
Yes… tired of the same game being played out on someone new…
Wild Horses… flowing… freely flowing through…
A generous place only a few ever get to go to…
Wild Horses… rushing, running wildly from view…
Running freely… Now only one is new…
And a wet bye drips loosely from my lips…
A sweet bye to you… Sweet Norma…
Yes… A sweet good bye to you…
