All of the horses
Don't know any better
They take to running
They always come home
All of the horses
They stick together
They take a liking
Won't leave you alone
Smile when they're crying
Don't think before loving
Stand when they're sleeping
And trust they won't fall
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I let go?
All of the horses
Blind to their troubles
Bearing their saddles
And whoever jumps on
All of the horses
Graceful comes easy
Calm after thunder
Grateful for sun
Bask in the Freedom
With nothing to stop them
Acres of wisdom
They always come home
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I let go?
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I ride?
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I let go?
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I ride?
Oh, when will I go flying?
Oh, when will I ride?
