I try to fit in with the others.
I really, honestly do...

The wind under my wings.
Sweeping me higher in the sky...

We send our men off every day,
Joining a war like it's a game to play...

Deep in the South Louisiana land,
Is a place that will always understand...

A buckskin horse who was wild and free,
Dancing around, for he was only three...

Has anyone ever outright told you,
that you have a heart of stone...