Hold my life cross the path course and curl my dreams away Fast the soul make the break as even as the stars that form the way Rider Turn a mountain send them lost among the flowers of the young Turn a mountain send them lost among the flowers of the young
Rider Rider Rider Hold my life cross the path course and curl my dreams away Fast the soul make the break as even as the stars that form the way Rider Rider Rider Rider Rider . . .
