This is going to be a hard ride
My feet keep slipping out of the stirrups
Her new name is Sweet Jesus as I think hard
Not to grab the saddle horn
A hard ride

She takes me through a maze
"Close your eyes" she says
I feel nothing but myself
So tired, so tired, my limbs and heart
So tired

It is a hard ride and my eyes are closed
She says "trust me
"Sweet Jesus" I say
"Will we be OK?"
My ankles are sore, my feet are now
Out of the stirrups

I am not gripping the saddle horn
I am riding blind, but for her eyes
She would never hurt me
She carries me
She carries me, through this maze that
Terrorizes me

"Sweet Jesus" I whisper
It is a hard ride, my eyes are closed
I am scared, my muscles tremble from clinging to
Her sides
Remember, heels down, as the empty stirrups bump me
"Please let me be OK" I say
With my eyes closed