Counting Crows "Four White Stallions" Songtext

Four White Stallions

She had four white stallions coming up around the bendFour strong angels at her command to sendFour more seasons, for all that's broken to mend

I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again

She had skin like a statue, milky white and pureCarved by an artist who’s hand is demureGot a mind like a saberRazor sharp and sure

God how I hate myself for still wanting her

Tell me it's nicer dreaming, visions soft and sureNo way to find there's nothing left to me and herNothing more but a heart still at war

She had four white stallions coming up around the bendFour strong angels already sentFour more seasons for all that's broken to mend…

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