Paroles de Four white stallions

She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels at her command descend
Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend

I got four more reasons
Why i can't 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 i like a saber razor sharp and sure

God how i hate myself
For still wanting her

Damn these nights are dreaming, visions soft and sure
'cause i wake to find there's nothing left of me in her
Nothing more than a heart still at war

She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels already sinned
I got four good reasons for all that's broken to mend

I got four more seasons for all that's broken to mend
I got four more reasons why i can't go back there again
I got four good reasons why i can't go back there again