I drew a picture. It was pretty; it made me smile. But it could never happen, So I shook it To turn back time. But it was stuck. Now that picture of you and me Will stay Forever on my mind.
Some people have a phantom limb. I feel the curve of the saddle between my thighs, The leather squeaks. I feel the stirrups under the balls of my feet, Gently squeeze his sides. I feel him moving beneath me, Each movement makes me ache inside. Some people have a phantom limb. I have a phantom horse.
While I was awake I was asleep. Then I saw you, The sweetest love in a dream. Blue-green water slowly turned to ice, I closed my eyes. Frozen cold warmed up with spice. Salty eyes and sandy hair, Secret stories whispered here and there. And I'm mesmerised. So mesmerised.
In a dark and sweaty room Our man succumbed to a woman's stare. And the smell of her perfume. Their zodiac signs were far too alike Yet he couldn't resist A tiny kiss Stolen In the fading light Then from the corner of his eye He saw his wife cycling around On a big red bike He ran after her - straight out the room Dee - ...