Casiokids - A wild horse

A million times
I go through your door
but now I see
the end of the life line in my hand

Im holding on tight
on the back of a wild horse
but that was just in a thought
On a hay wagon I sit comfortably
with no haste

Everything seems so hard to reach
a BPM that goes too fast
In a kaleidoscope
one dreams oneself away
One morning, longer than most
I get an idea
write it on a piece of paper
to remember it

The rhythm feels better
When Im keeping the beat myself

One million times
I see myself in the mirror
I take a rubber band
and hit it on my cheek
then I know
where my dark side lies
and put that thought in my pocket
to remember it

Bridge:

Im standing with my toothbrush
thinking about my day
my calender
is holding my hands
but I want to keep the rhythm myself
and not be led by others