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Searching high with a yellow soul

I dig for ashes in a sea of gold

Drifting low, my yellow soul

I'll live on air if the clouds will hold



Jesus riding on a white horse

Hero calling from the sky

Jesus riding on a white horse

With spare room for you and I to fly

Riding on a white horse high

Wanna ride, wanna ride so high

On a white horse high

Sail high on the ocean sky



Searching high with a yellow soul

There's no tomorrow in the days of old

I was falling low, my yellow soul

It's sad to burn, left in the cold