Whitehorse Lyrics

Whitehorse

Searching high... 

with a yellow soul I dig for ashes...

in a sea of
gold Drifting low... 

my yellow soul I'll live on air... 

if the clouds
will hold Jesus riding on a white horse 

Hero calling from the sky Jesus
riding on a 

Whitehorse with spare room for you and I to fly 

Riding on
a Whitehorse high 

Sail high on the ocean sky Searching high... 

with a
yellow soul 

There's no tommorow... 

in the days of old Falling low...


my yellow soul 

It's sad to burn...

left in the cold 

Wanna
ride wanna ride so high 

Sail up to the ocean sky 

Wandering around


Waiting to be found 

When I get caught up in the same old, 

same
old I rest my head to wake up same old, 

same old I go to the rock with my


One Time shot I listen for the sound... 

of a Whitehorse walking on
the sky