Woke up late
Did not dream
There are a thousand things
Running through my head it seems
To be scared
To be free
What the hell is the matter with me
I see the ring
Right in front of my face
I just hope
This damn horse will keep pace
Reaching out
I am afraid to fall
But it would be a waste
Not to try at all
Of all the things
That settles in me
The question is always there
How can I be free?
And the answer is
By holding on to the love
Between you and me