Besedila: Ride. Chelsea Girl.

Take me for a ride away from the places we have known
If I stay around I'll just remember I'm alone
There's someone in my memory making me move on
What was gray and hazy, it is black and white now I have gone

Drive me up to London now it's got too dark to see
My waiting is over, there's no visitor for me
Never let me talk to you, destroy the frozen past
It's a different time now thing's are moving much too fast

Float by today, now it's turning to gray
Raining my doubts, let my thoughts slip away
You must have something and what it is I don't know
You must have something 'cause I can't let you go