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