paroles de chanson Caution To the Wind - Becky Hill

I wear my heart on my sleeve, but not for show
And I find it hard to leave and let go
I don′t know when to bite my tongue
The words just kinda flow
And I supposed I'm only young
I′ve got room to grow
I'll cut to the chase
I'm finding my feet
In this rat race I′m just trying to suceed
I′m gonna throw caution to the wind
I'm gonna stand alone
And come hell or high water
I′m gonna stay afloat
I'm gonna go the extra mile this time
I′m gonna throw caution to the wind
I'm gonna stand alone
I′m gonna stand alone
Getting to know the ropes
Landing on the job
And even when these high hopes
It's hard not to stop
And if you let me up here I swear
You won't have to knock on wood or despair
I′ll cut to the chase
I′m finding my feet
In this rat race I'm just trying to suceed
I′m gonna throw caution to the wind
I'm gonna stand alone
And come hell or high water
I′m gonna to stay afloat
I'm gonna go the extra mile this time
I′m gonna throw caution to the wind
I'm gonna stand alone
I'm gonna stand alone