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