Ghost Of Santa Fe

There’s a seeds of blowing
So forgot away
I could see you falling after all
I kept my heart burning
And I kissed a flame
But I guess the snow goes to Santa Fe
But you know I see
It’s the path behind me
You got your own landslide
I got my way
This heart catastrophe
Is sad in a way
But we’ll get passed it after all
I sent my last rose
To New Mexico
I kept my head hung there after all
But you know I see
Is the path behind me
You got your own landslide
I got my way
But you know what I see
Is the path behind me
You got your path burning now
And I cast a flame
Oh oh whoa
Is she coming
Is she go
I guess it’s nothing after fall
Is she coming
Is she go
I guess the snow goes to Santa Fe
You know what I see
Is the path behind me
You got your own landslide
I got my way
You know what I see
Is the path behind me
You got your own landslide
I got my way
Whoa whoa whoa yeah
Whoa come my way
I got my way
I got my own way