Heading north to San Francisco
Wild horses in my head
See you looking out the window

She'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 cause it's my duty?
But I guess they will never feel alone

I guess they'll never feel alone
They will never feel alone
La la la la

Feel alone
La la la la
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

La la la la
La la la la