Wait, dear, a white horse is walking down my
street here. Your words are creeping at my feet.
Whoa
Seems like I?m always on my own
Seems like I?m never coming home
All the stars and boulevards ain?t close enough for you
Wait, dear, a white horse is walking down my
street here. Your words are creeping at my feet.
Whoa
Seems like I?m always on my own
Seems like I?m never coming home
All the stars and boulevards ain?t close enough for you