The Box (исполнитель: Damien Rice)
Don't give me something to hold in my hand Something else to believe in Cause I'm over it And your reason for wanting to stay Your reason for wanting to change My reason for everything I've done to you... I have tried but I don't fit Into this box I'm living with I could go wild But you might lock me up... And I have tried but I don't fit Into this box you call a gift I could be wild and free But god forbid then you might envy me... So don't give me love with a whole bunch [bad word] 'cause that kind of love is just for fools And I'm over it And my reasons for walking away My reasons for wanting to change My reasons for everything I lost with you... I have tried but I don't fit Into this box I'm living with I could go wild But you might lock me up... And I have tried but I don't fit Into this box you call a gift I could be wild and free God forbid then you might envy me... I have tried but I don't fit Into this box I'm living with I could go wild But you might lock me up... And I have tried but I don't fit Into this box you call a gift I could be wild and free God forbid then you might envy me... I could be wild and free God forbid then you might envy me... I could be wild and free