Текст песни Counting Crows - Four White Stallions, слова песни Counting Crows

Текст песни Counting Crows - Four White Stallions

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She had four white stallions coming up around the bendFour strong angels at her command to sendFour more seasons, for all thats broken to mendI got four good reasons why I cant go back there againShe had skin like a statue, milky white and pureCarved by an artist whos hand is demureGot a mind like a sabreRazor sharp and sureGod how I hate myself for still wanting herTell me its nicer dreaming, visions soft and sureNo way to find theres nothing left to me and herNothing more but a heart still at warShe had four white stallions coming up around the bendFour strong angels already sentFour more seasons for all thats broken to mend...

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Four White Stallions

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