There is a dream br Of rushing wind br And riding o’er br The growing green br br There is a hope br That rises in the heart br Of flowing manes br And pounding hooves br br There is an idea br Of roaming the plain br Just you and your horse br Free and wild br br There is a story br Of horses and glory… br But now I am awake br And the dream is gone br br There is a dream br That I wake up from br That I long to return to br And fly againbr br Horse Poetbr br