Lirieke: Daniel Johnston. High Horse.

I was thinking about your love
you was only hiding, like the lord above
looking down like an angel, upon my lonely life
amd no matter the angle, I want you to be wife
I was dreaming, you understood
you were thinking, you wished you would
looking down form your high horse
like I didn't matter of course
what they say at the funeral
it darkens and remorse
you were thinking I was sleeping in my thoughts
so lonely my tears fall down my brain
rode my train for a cheap price, baby its no suprise
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 horses, 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, dated like the stars above
you could only be my love, loooove, looove