Love was a Mexican pony you and I would ride
From the desert in the dark cross the river on the other side
Border guards they waved us through “Andele ninos” they cried
Love was a Mexican pony you and I would ride
Love was a porcelain angel in a church in Mexico
Dressed in silk painted tears we worshipped what we did not know
Love was a porcelain angel, it was the moment we kissed
It was innocence, it was grace, it was the sound of the serpent’s hiss
Love was a Mexican pony that you and would ride
From the desert in the dark cross the river to the other side
Love was a Sunday morning when our white flags flew in smoke
It was just before the call to mass, the cigarettes, the jokes
Love was a Sunday morning when you and I would pray
Press our hands together the way we did when you went away
Border guards they waved us through “andele ninos” they cried
Love was a Mexican pony you and I would ride
From the desert in the dark cross the river on the other side
Border guards they waved us through “Andele ninos” they cried
Love was a Mexican pony you and I would ride
Dressed in silk painted tears we worshipped what we did not know
Love was a porcelain angel, it was the moment we kissed
It was innocence, it was grace, it was the sound of the serpent’s hiss
From the desert in the dark cross the river to the other side
It was just before the call to mass, the cigarettes, the jokes
Love was a Sunday morning when you and I would pray
Press our hands together the way we did when you went away
Love was a Mexican pony you and I would ride
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