Текст Natasha Bedingfield – Wishful Thinking

Bending over backwards just to hear you
Tell me I float the wrong way
Don’t know why I do it, some would say
I’m just addicted to pain

All this wishful thinking, am I
A fool for still believing
I can’t stop feeling
I’m hanging on
Yes, I’m hanging on

Screaming, «Hallelujah!»
Yeah, baby, you are my religion
I’d follow you to hell
If I knew that you’d be around
Used to be a dream, it used to be fun
But we were both wild until the damage was done
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

All this wishful thinking
The mockingbirds are singing
I can barely breathe
But I’m hanging on
Yeah, I’m hanging on
I’m hanging on
Yeah, I’m still hanging on

Our lives are changing
There’s no saving
No more holding hands
It’s just who you are

All the wishful thinking, am I
A fool for never leaving
I can’t stop feeling
I’m hanging on
I’m still hanging on
All this wishful thinking
The mockingbirds are singing
Oh, I can barely breathe
But I’m hanging on
Yes, I’m hanging on
I’m still hanging on, baby
Hanging on

I could have another
But I wouldn’t wanna start all over
We’ve gone too far
And we can’t turn back around