Two days pass by

All the while with the wind and the rain

Another day moves along

I'll wait one more just the same



I had a tryst with a woman

Who rides bareback and steers my mane

She carries with her things I need

Holy is her name



Holy where can you be

If I pray will I be able to see

Holy come set me free

The harder you ride the softer your fall will be



Have you seen the girl

that holds the world inside her heart

Running on stones layed in her mind

Moving from stop to start



I had a dream

that she was standing in a corner bedroom

Staring out the window with her face against the glass

Warm as summer's sun

Pure as the driven snow



Five A.M. the sun is shining

I could barely sleep

I look up and to my surprise

stands Holy at my feet



Her dress torn Her skin was dirty

I could hardly believe

When she told me how some man had stolen

what rightfully belonged to me