Fingering my guitar, I felt life anew
I'd been living on the edge, everything up for review
momentary awakening, blistering ordinary dreams
fine tuning inner bankruptcy, I'm a feather in the stream
Looking over the range of my emotion
I'm a lonely western rider
in the middle of earthquake motion
Freedom
Is it inner reality, or external destiny
you are my makeshift dream, I live on your love
A pebble in the heart of water, resisting the flow of love
I need my fingers to be ears, my heart to be my guide
I'm a lonely western rider, and I want you to be by my side |