Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow People are afraid of the quiet ones But I'm terrified of those who laugh too much Sorrow's set alight when we get too close So I ride to you front yard and through your window I whisper Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow How are girls allowed to treat you cruel? Boys beat you, at the age of six I chose to adore you 'Cause there is something I know when you're near that I forget when you go. I'm gonna save you from the insincere. Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow Ride with me, boy, on my palomino Racing through gray skies looking for the yellow Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows They try to fix you, but sorrow's in the marrow Your sorrow's in the marrow. Ride with me. We're going through gray skies on butterfly wings. I will rescue you from these things.