There is a girl running around in the park Running through the rain, she was looking for her heart She lost it somewhere in the breath of the morning Remembering the people she knew she was forgetting She sets gla** ornaments on the shelves in her basement and turns away... She rides gla** horses and throws away her spirit to her cold-grown days... There is a girl who will never leave her house Sitting down by the window to watch the raindrops out Of the grey Seattle sky into the cracks in the pavement She holds her hands to her chest and thinks of engagement She makes clay figurines of the people in the city and sets them on display... They ride gla** horses and set aside their feelings, she hears them say... "Well maybe you're right when you say that I haven't any time; Well maybe you're right when you say that I haven't any life to give..." There is a girl who i've been looking around for Since the day I started school, since the day I was born I once had her in my grasp until she slipped through the summer One by one, she teared away at the seams of ever color She had brown eyes and black hair, breaking time, I still hear her speak... I'll ride gla** horses until the day she forfeits and comes crawling back to me... Gla** horses we ride until the day we die... Gla** horses we ride until the end of time...