The Sundays

(Played in Buffy TVS: The Prom)
Childhood living,
is easy to do
The things you wanted,
I brought them for you
Graceless lady,
you know who I am
You know I can't let you,
slide through my hands
CHORUS:
Wild Horses,
couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses,
couldn't drag me away
I watched you suffer,
a dull, aching pain
Now you decided,
to show me the same
No sweeping exits,
or off-stage lines
Can make me feel bitter,
or treat you unkind
CHORUS
I know I dreamed you,
a sin and a lie
I have my freedom,
but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken,
tears must be cried
Let's do some living,
after we die
CHORUS
Wild, wild horses,
we'll ride them someday
Wild, wild horses,
We'll ride them someday