Tune down the ventures at the gray skyline
Chances are even to your state of mind
Turn, darling, simple like a gentle man
New as the sun in the morning land
You have officially created skied
A fine understanding as you would might
Ideas, they are perfect
Words that I drew
And so, you are the builder

Four, horses, run (four horses run, four horses run)
Fast in the evening sun
Juliet, because of you
Screams: Juliet, where are you

Ask me to dance
Or if you will take me
Out again to the wide open mood
To where you'd always find the middle
Because you, you are the builder

So there'll be ventures at the gray skyline
The chances are even, it's your state of mind
Your love seems unreal, his dreams might come true
I cannot help that to love her true

Four, horses, run (four horses run, four horses run)
Fast in the evening sun
Juliet, because of you
Screams: Juliet, where are you