Speeding into the horizon
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy
The rhythm, the rhythm of an engine
Always makes me empty
I see the headlights coming at me
I can't help but wonder
Flying, flying in slow motion
The wind through my hair
And ripping through the scenery
Oh, the wreckage
It is my secret need
Oh, speeding into the horizon
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy
The rhythm, the rhythm of an engine
Always makes me empty
I see the headlights coming at me
I can't help but wonder
Flying, flying in slow motion
The wind through my hair
And ripping through the scenery
Oh, the wreckage
It is my secret need
Oh, speeding into the horizon
Dreaming of the sirens
Wishing for broken glass on a highway
It could be so easy
Lyrics submitted by vanessarox_09
The Wreckage Lyrics as written by Vanessa Carlton
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
Vanessa said in a magazine about her song 'Little Mary' from her unreleased album that she was always fascinated with death. And a car crash can go either way: Life or death. So these feelings, the imagery. She wants to experience everything before death comes.