Riding through the tall countryside
A one and a two
So shiny and new
With the noise ahead in the torn trees
The ink is to pale for me and you to read
And your sterling cup that you hold too much
Reads the name that your father gave to you
Just a dream never came true
You are the light chasing the room
Just a dream never came true
You are autumn that blew through
Riding through the tall countryside
A one and a two
So shiny and new
Just a dream never came true
You are the light chasing the room
Just a dream never came true
You are autumn that blew through