I've Been Thinking
I've been out here
Standing in the rain
Won't you join me
I've been whispering
Your name
I feel the thunder
Rip through my soul
And I shed a tear
Of sadness as I
Grow old
Won't you please
Just take my hand
And hold me close
In the middle of
This wasteland
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of the grasp on my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of the grasp on my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of the grasp on my soul
I've been out here
Walking in the storm
Won't you join me
I'm a little lost
And forlorn
I feel the lightning
Burn through my skin
So give me a little hope
From the depths
Within
Won't you please
Just take my hand
And hold me close
In the middle of
This wasteland
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
As you touch my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
As you touch my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
As you touch my soul
I've been out here
Kicking at puddles
Won't you join me
At least for a
Little while
I feel the hail stones
Pelt at my clothes
May I please take
A picture of you
In that pose
Won't you please
Just take my hand
And hold me close
In the middle of
This wasteland
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of your hold on my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of your hold on my soul
Run away with me on a wild, black horse
Never let go
Of your hold on my soul
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