Alas he was the highwayman The one that comes and goes And only the highway-woman Keeps up with the likes of those And she in all her magic With hands as quick as light Took him to be a challenge And went into the night
And he in all his glory Was far ahead of her But she was never sorry For wishes that would burn Enter competition She chases beneath the moon Her horse is like a dragonfly She is just a fool
And she wonders is this real Or does she just want to be queen And he fights the way he feels Is this the end of the dream
And then he sees her coming Heartbeats on the wind Considers slowing down But then... he could never win And she... out in the distance Sees him against the sky A pale and violent rider A dream begun in wine
And she wonders is this real Or does she just want to be queen And he fights the way he feels Is this the end of the dream
A dream as the thunder wakes her And her highwayman disappears On a life already lived before In eyes welled with tears
Today and still today they ride Will they ever win He the glory... She the love... Still they try again He the glory... She the love... Still they try again He the glory... She the love... And still they... try... again
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