Little Stallion

If we could only just pretend
I'd be your horse you'd be my friend
I'd be your heart you’d be my head
We'd make believe we never bled

If we had everything we need
I'd be your secret little seed
But I got legs like a centipede
And they just know how to stampede

Gallop little horsie through the ever-green plain
Ride between the drops of the slanted rain
Let the wind go dancing through your silver mane
Till the sky will open

making and faking and shaking and breaking love
shaking and breaking and faking and making love
breaking and shaking and making and shaking love
faking and making and breaking and faking love