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It´s just her and the band and the clean up men
She´s counting up her tips
She did alright, she says goodnight
She drives home to a 3-room flat
Checks her machine and she feeds the cat
She´s almost asleep before she turns out the lights.
In her dreams she rides wild horses
And they carry her away on the wind
And they never make a sound
As they fly above the ground
Tonight she rides wild horses again.
She´s fallen in love a time or two
Somehow all of her dreams fell through
But she´s strong, she carries on.
Her life ain´t always gonna be this way
She knows she´s gonna shine someday
But for now, she´ll escape ´til the dawn.
In her dreams .....
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