He means to ride me on,
He sees a battle he don't want to face alone
I bolt upwards and shake him off my back
He falls to his knees, on to a bloody trackWell I can't be your horse any more
You're not the warrior I've been looking forI see what you mean to do with me
I cannot protect you from who you want to be
Go face the Lord on your own
You have my love but it will not make you growI can't be your horse anymore
You're not the warrior I would die forHe fearing solitude, began to beg
When he saw I was sure, stuck a knife into my leg
Good luck walking on in your own bloody trail
This noble path you're on will send us both to hellI'm just a horse on the moor
Where is my warrior I've been looking for?I stumbled some way on, licking my sores,
Tasting the memory of pain I have endured
Wondering where am I to go?
Well looking back on a bloody trail, you think that I should knowBut I'm just a horse with no name
Somewhere there's other beasts who think the sameI'm just a horse with no name
Some place there's some other beasts who think the sameOne morning I awoke to someone calling me
A priestess I'd seen once in some arcana dream
And she pulled an orange from the ground
Is this my warrior, I, I am foundI'm just a horse with no name
Where are my other beasts who think the same?I'm just a horse on the moor
Where is the warrior I've been looking for?