Heading north to San Francisco

Wild horses in my head

See you looking out the windowShe′ll bring roses when I'm dead

Do I love her for the beauty?

Do I love her, she makes me smile?

Do I love her cuz it′s my duty?

But we'll never feel alone

But we'll never... feel alone

But we′ll never... feel alone

Feel alone

Feel alone

Heading north to San Francisco

Wild horses in my head

See you looking out the window

She′ll bring roses when I'm dead

She′ll bring roses when I'm dead