Vanessa Carlton
The Wreckage
[Verse 1]
Speeding into the horizon
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy
[Verse 2]
The rhythm, the rhythm of an engine
Always makes me empty
I see the headlights coming at me
I can't help but wonder
[Verse 3]
Flying, flying in slow motion
The wind through my hair and
Ripping through the scenery of the wreckage
It is my secret need
[Verse 1]
Speeding into the horizon
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy