The Chariot Song

And if I was a soldier for your love I don't want to believe it, but when I come In your arms like the fire of a setting sun I want you to believe in where I come from Out on the battle run I go so slow on my wand Take your hands and all your minions I've gotta know all of your old opinions And let them go Just like I lit that fire on your sun And set you to the wire Of that summer water on your arm I know you go on that run And if I needed someone to let me know Just when I went too far, or when I went too slow Or when I had an idea that I should just let go Another supposition along the water Out on the fields I row All those summers out on my own Take my back on the battle run I know your snow is on the road