Текст песни
I've been through the desert with the horse with no name
And i call it through
I love the things that you carry the most
And i hide to do
I've been through the desert with the horse with no name
And i not see it through
I like the devil like the most precious juice
And i'm not to do
Do you this apple?
I've been through the desert with a lot of shame
I'm not seeing you
We are the devil in the house for the pain
What you gonna do
I guess worry is flour to care
Or the thing to do
I think you kno it as most precious wish
I want it true
Don't you realise
East is by the saints
It's all right
I've been through the desert with the horse with no name
And i call it through
I like the devil like the most precious juice
And i'm not seeing you
I'm not seeing you
I'm not seeing you
I'm not seeing you
