I wonder if Bono's ever met someone as mesmerizing as you before...
Oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heavens white rose
The doors you open
I just can't close
Well you lied to me 'cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends?
U2, Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
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