HIGH HORSE     (11/22/2009)

I was thinking about your love

You was only hiding, like the Lord above!

Looking down like an angel upon my lonely life

And no matter the angle, I want you to be my wife

I was dreaming you understood!

But you was thinking you wished you would!

Looking down from your high horse

Like I didn’t matter, of course

And what they say at the funeral is often in remorse

And you was thinking that I was sleeping in my thoughts

So lonely, my tears falling down like rain

Pull the string for a cheap prize!  Baby, it’s no surprise!

Looking down from your high horse listening to my lullaby

I was thinking that the world of sin

A sinking feeling like I’m falling in love again

Looking down from your high horse, like I didn’t matter, of course

Say hello at my funeral.  I’ll be right there on time

You could only be my love

Fading like the stars above

You could only be my love

Love!

Love!