Riding on a Dead Horse

I'm out in the streets

I'm feeling pretty save

I don't know

Where to goI miss the warm sheets

Of my narrow city cave

I am drivin' slow

Stop and goShe said her love is deeper than I know

Is it so, that's what I'm aking myselfIt's ten past ten

I stop for some gas

A pack of cigarettes

And a chat with the moonThe city disappears

I am counting my miles

It's cold outside

TonightShe said her love is deeper than I know

Is it so, that's what I'm asking

She said her love is stronger than herself

Is that so, or am I just riding on a dead horseRiding on a dead horse