Four White Stallions

She had four white stallions coming up around the bend

Four strong angels at her command to send

Four more seasons, for all thats broken to mend



I got four good reasons why i cant go back there again



She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure

Carved by an artist who's hand is demure

Got a mind like a sabre

Razor sharp and sure



God how i hate myself for still wanting her



Tell me its nicer dreaming, visions soft and sure

No way to find theres nothing left to me and her

Nothing more but a heart still at war



She had four white stallions coming up around the bend

Four strong angels already sent

Four more seasons for all thats broken to mend...




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