Letras
None of your ponies were ridden
For nearly a year
I took one out past the gate
Where the woods become clear
He took the bit in his mouth
Wouldn't stop anymore
Galloping, crazy, and free
We went straight for your door
What is it for, calling your name?
In love with the flame that once burned in your eye
Some become wild
And some become fools for the rest of their life
Old Mrs. Rock cooked a dinner
And none can compare
Straight to the guest house I ran
Threw myself down the stairs
You were not there
Dizzy and crumpled
I watched the sunset so serene
I knew that you'd left 'cause you'd somehow envisioned this scene
What does it mean, calling your name?
In love with the flame that once burned in your eye
Some become wild
And some become fools for the rest of their life
Someone once told me, "Without love it's all a disguise
Go out, get dressed up, embellish each of your lies."
How I despise it, calling your name
In love with the flame that once burned in your eye
Some become wild
And some become fools for the rest of their life