Riding On A Dead Horse

I'm out in the streets

I'm feeling pretty save

I don't know

Where to go

I miss the warm sheets

Of my narrow city cave

I am drivin' slow

Stop and go

She said her love is deeper than I know

Is it so, that's what I'm aking myself

It's ten past ten

I stop for some gas

A pack of cigarettes

And a chat with the moon

The city disappears

I am counting my miles

It's cold outside

Tonight

She 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 horse

Riding on a dead horse