Talking my number, silent storm through
I heed the touch of the wind
Faster, faster, move girl!
Come on let me hear you say
The thrill has got a hold on me
Come on let me hear you say
Focus on the wild open barren spaces
I feel the warmth of the rain
Faster, faster, watch out!
Come on let me hear you say
The thrill has got a hold on me
Come on let me hear you say
And this place that I'm running to
And this feeling I'm needing you
Gets me higher and higher
It's the fast life, fast pace
Take me, take me, get away!
Come on let me hear you say
The thrill has got a hold on me
Come on let me hear you say
Come on let me hear you say
The thrill has got a hold on me
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