Michael klooster A long summers day stetching out the cold Searching for the answers and some say I'm not alone Could you tell me where I might find fallen horses their spirits they fly Blinded by the whiteness staring at the sun I'm wishing that I had wings so that I could become one Would you help me if I wanted to die I could ride off with horses tonight Tell me why Why oh why I said why Why oh why Now that I've arrived here I know I'm not alone All my friends among me tell me welcome home But could you tell me where I might find the one I'm looking for cause her wings have arrived Chorus
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