I pull a carriage all around Central Park
Blinded by sunlight, shivering after dark
Carrying lovers who ask for the longest trip
Carrying children who hit me too hard with the whip
I am a horse of a different color
Blue, feel like running away
I'm a horse of a different color
Never free, always riding where they say
I travel through with the automobiles
Sometimes too close, they don't know how it feels
And taxis believe that the road is for them alone
One day I hope to be traveling a road of my own
I am a horse of a different color
Blue, feel like running away
I'm a horse of a different color
Never free, always riding where they say
Someday in some other place
I will run free in wide open space
Someday I won't be controlled
But when the day comes will I be too old?
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I pull a carriage all around Central Park
Blinded by sunlight, shivering after dark
Waiting for ladies who gently caress my mane
Wishing they'd ride me away, but my wishing's in vain
I am a horse of a different color
Blue, feel like running away
I'm a horse of a different color
Never free, always riding where they say...