Wild Horses

Where did all the wild horses go
To where did they run
The prairies of my youth were filled with them
Chasing that fading summer sun
Where did all the wild horses go

What became of all the wild horses
With the glory and their grace
I swear they smiled as the galloped away
Not agreeing to the chase
What became of all the wild horses

Their muscles taunt, manes bouncing in air
Too wild to tame, too bold to care
So much pride and beauty, so much life inside
They might trot away, they might yield to ride

Have all the wild horses faded away
Like a young cowboy’s dream
They used to toss their heads, flick their tails
But they’re gone forever, or so it seems
Have all the wild horses faded away