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When I closed my eyes I saw prairies Someone out there was being buried, oh My means were gladiatorial My heart was dictatorial, oh And I wrote it down on my ledger As if by stroke I’d feel safer, yho I stayed in here to get pleasure My chances sure would be better, oh With you being here So I look to you I look to you Love does not make me clairvoyant All I know is how to be your servant Love did not make me clairvoyant All I knew was how to be your servant So I’m running around on that prairie Like a gambling lamb Love I’m terrified I’m running around on that prairie Like a gambling lamb Love I’m terrified And I look to you… From Letras Mania