Amor Sin Rodeos

Highway, the distances are enormous
Beyond the horizon the plain awaits us
Cross country to where the sun goes down
Where I could never hide my heart

You confessed your love to me without detours
May innocence protect us
Now that everything is more perverse
They already asked for a reward for my head
But there's no price for stealing your heart

Small town, big hell
We are wild horses
We already defied the law
The law was made of traps

By the masked rider route
Gunshots are heard
They prepare the ambush
And in wire fences like pentagrams
The birds playing your song

Small town, big hell
We are wild horses
We already defied the law
The law was made of traps

Because there is no price for stealing your heart
There is no price for stealing your heart
There is no price for stealing your heart