Vanessa Carlton - The Wreckage

　　Album: Harmonium

　　Speeding into the horizon

　　Dreaming of the sirens

　　Wishing for broken glass on a highway

　　It could be so easy

　　The rhythm, the rhythm of an engine

　　Always makes me empty

　　I see the headlights coming at me

　　I can't help but wonder

　　Flying, flying in slow motion

　　The wind through my hair

　　And ripping through the scenery

　　Oh, the wreckage

　　It is my secret need

　　Ahhh... Ahhh...

　　Speeding into the horizon

　　Dreaming of the sirens

　　Wishing for broken glass on a highway

　　It could be so easy

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