Black Horse -

Feeling your way through the darkness

Lighting alone on your black horse

Stealing away stealing away black horse

Feeling your way stealing away

Black horse

Whoa whoa

We ride through the night into the sunrise

Chase out the light that burns in your eyes

As if to say that this is the way back home

So show me the way

Is there a way black horse

A place to call home

A place to call home

But finally we see the past is just a hill

That hunts tomorrow down

This rising world that we must go

Feeling a way

And finally we see in my dreams my world

We’ll face tomorrow down this rising world

And suddenly we care

And build tomorrow down this rising world

This rising world

This rising world