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Written by |
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Stevie Nicks. |
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Alas he was the highwayman |
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The one that comes and goes |
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And only the highway-woman |
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Keeps up with the likes of those |
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And she in all her magic |
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With hands as quick as light |
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Took him to be a challenge |
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And went into the night |
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And he in all his glory |
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Was far ahead of her |
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But she was never sorry |
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For wishes that would burn |
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Enter competition |
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She chases beneath the moon |
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Her horse is like a dragonfly |
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She is just a fool |
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And she wonders is this real |
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Or does she just want to be |
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Queen And he fights the way he feels |
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Is this the end of the dream |
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And then he sees her coming |
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Heartbeats on the wind |
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Considers slowing down |
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But then... he could never win |
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And she... out in the distance |
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Sees him against the sky |
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A pale and violent rider |
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A dream begun in wine |
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And she wonders is this real |
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Or does she just want to be |
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Queen And he fights the way he feels |
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Is this the end of the dream |
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A dream as the thunder wakes her |
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And her highwayman disappears |
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On a life already lived before |
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In eyes welled with tears |
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Today and still today they ride |
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Will they ever win |
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He the glory... |
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She the love... |
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Still they try again |
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He the glory... |
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She the love... |
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Still they try again |
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He the glory... |
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She the love... |
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And still they... try... again |
