I'm out in the streets I'm feeling pretty save I don't know where to go I miss the warm sheets of my narrow city cave I am drivin' slow stop and go she said her love is deeper than I know is it so, that's what I'm aking myself it's ten past ten I stop for some gas a pack of cigarettes and a chat with the moon the city disappears I am counting my miles it's cold outside tonight she said her love is deeper than I know is it so, that's what I'm asking she said her love is stronger than herself is that so, or am I just riding on a dead horse riding on a dead horse