An Analysis of Taylor Swift Lyrics

White Horse by Taylor Swift
Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you

Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should have known
I should have known

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams about you and me
Happy endings, now I know....

Taylor Swift is both praised and put down for her unique style. Her simplistic voice and equally straightforward writing style caught people off guard, reminiscent of a highschool diary entry. Why hadn't anyone thought of this before? It was so easy, yet every artist before hadn't done this. People argue that she lacks talent, but the fact is this simple sltyle wouldn't have existed without her. Through the universality of her storytelling, fans can connect and relate easily with the artist. As a fan, Taylor helps teenagers and young adults through every emotion and experience. She has accomplished in her early years what every musician hopes for: a legendary style all her own. Now, when anyone with a pure, effortless voice sings simplistic lyrics they are labeled as "Taylor Swift-y." Whether you enjoy her music or not, no one can deny that she possess talent, an individuality that connects with thousands of people around the world.

MY IMITATION:
one day, one nights not enough for me
i gotta see your face every day of the week
but still one nights got my heart skippin a beat
feeling weak

cause the way you walk, the way you talk's
got my heart and soul locked, on you
and the way i feel is so real
this song is a letter sealed coming straight for you

cause i-i-i cannot put into words
what i feel inside
ther-er-er is no
explanation no translation for the sensation the fixation
nothing with the right connotation
for what i feel for you