Horses Songtext
von Future Crib

One, two, three, four

Honeybee, I get the feeling
They′re up against us
Should we be nervous?

Heavy and honeycombed
They're cutting my sweet tooth
For telling the whole truth


They take us into separate rooms
Why can′t I hear you?
I wanna be near you

Leaving me and loving you
You'll be the leader
And I'm your repeater

A shaky start from worlds apart
Different voices
And infinite choices

Cherry red, your garden bed
Signing divorces
And watching the horses