West of the Moon 歌词

Out on those trails Out 'neath that sky Rivers of old Still rushing by Eagles still soar White mountains loom Down in those valleys West of the Moon West of the stars Far from the chase Far from the crowds Far from the pace Horses run free Winter comes soon Out by those mountains West of the Moon And everywhere Everywhere Wild things are free Free in the wind and the sun Everywhere Everywhere As it should be Left on their own while they run Out by those mountains West of the Moon