Ghost of Santa Fe

There's a seeds of blowing

So forgot away

I could see you falling after all

I kept my heart burning

And I kissed a flame

But I guess the snow goes to Santa Fe

But you know I see

It's the path behind me

You got your own landslide

I got my way

This heart catastrophe

Is sad in a way

But we'll get passed it after all

I sent my last rose

To New Mexico

I kept my head hung there after all

But you know I see

Is the path behind me

You got your own landslide

I got my way

But you know what I see

Is the path behind me

You got your path burning now

And I cast a flame

Oh oh whoa

Is she coming

Is she go

I guess it's nothing after fall

Is she coming

Is she go

I guess the snow goes to Santa Fe

You know what I see

Is the path behind me

You got your own landslide

I got my way

You know what I see

Is the path behind me

You got your own landslide

I got my way

Whoa whoa whoa yeah

Whoa come my way

I got my way

I got my own way