Written by Stevie Nicks.





Alas he was the highwayman

The one that comes and goes

And only the highway-woman

Keeps up with the likes of those

And she in all her magic

With hands as quick as light

Took him to be a challenge

And went into the night



And he in all his glory

Was far ahead of her

But she was never sorry

For wishes that would burn

Enter competition

She chases beneath the moon

Her horse is like a dragonfly

She is just a fool



And she wonders is this real

Or does she just want to be Queen

And he fights the way he feels

Is this the end of the dream



And then he sees her coming

Heartbeats on the wind

Considers slowing down

But then... he could never win

And she... out in the distance

Sees him against the sky

A pale and violent rider

A dream begun in wine



And she wonders is this real

Or does she just want to be Queen

And he fights the way he feels

Is this the end of the dream



A dream as the thunder wakes her

And her highwayman disappears

On a life already lived before

In eyes welled with tears



Today and still today they ride

Will they ever win

He the glory...

She the love...

Still they try again

He the glory...

She the love...

Still they try again

He the glory...

She the love...

And still they... try... again