Lyrics
A lake with no fish
Is the heart of a horse
Named Cold Air
Who, when young
Would run like a storm
They would say...
I thought I'd traveled a long way
But I had circled
The same old sin
Is the heart of a horse
Named Cold Air
Who, when young
Would run like a storm
They would say...
I thought I'd traveled a long way
But I had circled
The same old sin