In my head your so lyrical, funny and wise
On paper, your beauty, brings tears to my eyes
Yet, I persist in your story, and how it should be told
I'll open my heart, let my feelings unfold
I met you on that summers day, saw the wind in your hair
I loved you at first sight, put my heart in your care
We rode through the forests, fields, and mountains up high
The views of the valleys made me wish we could fly
Do you ponder, of who I write of, I'll tell you, of course
His name is Sunset, he's an Arabian horse