On a hilltop in a fairy book
In a dream or with a closer look
The promised land of soft and green
For horses to run
For horses to run
When horses would run
By the seaside on a summer day
With a whisper like a drop of rain
That's the color, that's the shape
It's a take on the promised land of sand and sea
For horse play and fun
For horses to run
When horses would run
When horses would run
When horses would run
When horses would run
When horses would run
