Marnie Cook: Some Tunes
Ridin' High
(Marnie Cook)
She's ridin' high, near the sun
Keeps her warm from the cold she Feels inside
She get high ridin' near the sun
It's the same old story
She thinks no one sees her
She's too smart to see that far
She wants love but she'd rather Get high
Like a junkie she fills the senses
With the power from those she's Playin'
And the rush never holds her
That's why she keeps getting high
Chorus
Always singing the blues
Of how rough life is on your own
It was hers to choos
That fir burnin' so cold
Chorus
Flying near the sun