I went down to the Riverside,
I had the strangest dream.
Four white horses running wild,
heading straight for me.
Out of the darkness they came,
Fire lit my my.
Reaching up to the sky,
I fell down on one knee.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Take my heart.
Oh oh.
I can feel the fire burning,
right down to my feet.
I can hear the voices calling,
crying out for me.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Take my heart.
Oh oh.
I went down to the river,
made it to the sea.
I held the sun in my two hands
and the waves crashed over me.
I can feel the fire burning,
right down to my feet.
I can hear the voices calling,
crying out for me.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Take my heart.
Oh oh.
Take my heart and hide it from me.
Take my soul and keep it safe.
Take my hands and lead me from this place,
far away.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Take my heart.
Oh oh.
Take my heart and hide it from me.
Take my soul and keep it safe.
Take my hands and lead me from this place,
far away.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Take my heart.
Oh oh.
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