Becky Hill - Caution to the Wind текст песни

I wear my heart on my sleeve
But not for show
And I find it hard not to leave
And let go I don’t know when to bite my tongue
The words just kind of float
And I suppose 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 tryna succeed
I’m gonna throw caution to the wind
I’m gonna stand alone
And come hell or high water
I wanna 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
Learning on the job
And even with these high hopes
It’s hard not to stop
And if you lend me your ear
I swear
You won’t have to knock on wood
Don’t dispair
I’ll cut to the chase
I’m finding my feet
In this rat race
I’m just tryna succeed
I’m gonna throw caution to the wind
I’m gonna stand alone
And come hell or high water
I wanna 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