(Carl Jackson/Pam Gadd)



Well you thundered into my life like a steed out of control

Tried to rope my heart and tie me down with a little band of gold

And I hate to break your spirit 'cause I know your mind is set

Well you may be but I ain't ready yet



Hold your horses, you're steppin' outta line

Like a team of untamed stallions tramplin' on

This heart of mine

I'm no good beneath the reins, used to makin' my own choices

Hold your horses



I don't mean to act so skittish but when it comes to changin' names

There's a mighty sense of freedom still a rushin' through my veins

And your urgent need to settle down has got me runnin' scared

'Cause I ain't quite ready for the rocking chair



Hold your horses, you're steppin' outta line

Like a team of untamed stallions tramplin' on

This heart of mine

I'm no good beneath the reins, used to makin' my own choices

Hold your horses



Hold your horses, you're steppin' outta line

Like a team of untamed stallions tramplin' on

This heart of mine

I'm no good beneath the reins, used to makin' my own choices

Hold your horses

Hold your horses...