Lyrics

The night you dreamed about the wild horse
the bed lit up in late September moon
it spooked you how the horse ran round a ring it was bound to

Beneath the bed inside a rosewood box
I keep my late grandmother's diamond ring
I've never worn, though it’s the perfect fit
I am wary of the weight of it

The ring
The ring
The ring
The ring

The night you dreamed about the wild horse
I was certain that the wild horse was you
but in the end it's me that cleared the fence and kept on going

By April I was halfway round the world
and even now I'm wondering where I’ll be
I keep my contracts short, my baggage lean
I keep the diamond ring under the bed

The ring
The ring
The ring
The ring