I never saw you beforeI never sound strained beforeNow i'm at your doorAnd i hope you're unusualVery unusualNow i'm at your doorAnd when you nicely ask me inI'm staring at your shoesAnd i don't wonder whyI feel like a horseWe can stray out on the open rangeMissing me every day with its hidden clawsSpring snowAnd when you brush meBrush me with your eyesI think you've noticed thatI don't want to be a bad guy anymoreI never saw you beforeBut you're unusualAnd now i'm at your doorI feel safe and warmI feelI feelI feelI feelLike a horseHa ha ha haWhat's this?
KUNST, CULTUUR EN MYTHOLOGIE
KUNST, CULTUUR, MYTHOLOGIE
OMLIJST DOOR MUZIEK
woensdag 21 november 2012
HORSE SONG
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