They say We dream In black and white. But you came In color Last night. And you were riding me, Riding me, Home. You were riding me, Riding me, Home. They say You moved To Washington. It rains a lot In Washington. Was I nightmare Or was I too warm? I'm a black mare And I ride you home. They say If you sleep too much You're a bum, A lazy bum. If you love too much, You're still a horror, Just a virgin horror. Well I sleep too much I love too much I miss you. Well I sleep to much I love too much I miss you. Like a color Like a color I miss you.