• Of all the things I've ever seen
    Of all the dreams I've ever dreamed
    The finest sight has come to me
    White horses wild beside the sea

    They ran across the trackless sand
    In that remote, forgotten land
    And in their running, they were free
    Beside the boundless, untamed sea

    They raced the first light of the day,
    And surged across a shallow bay
    To feed at ease in grassy plains
    With only wind to groom their manes

    No barn or stable was their home
    Noone could tell them where to roam
    They galloped on the fenceless tracks
    With noones burden on their backs

    And each swift horse was natures child
    At home, on land, forever wild
    And each wild horse was meant to be
    At home, on land, forever free