SILVER WHITE MAN
(David Byron)

David Byron


Just looking around the sky
And trying to reason why
The feeling is right for someone to appear
He's never been seen before
But he's somewhere out there I'm sure
And he talks in a whisper that most don't even hear

A silver white man on a silver white horse
And I think that I'm going to meet him
A silver white man on a silver white horse
And I'll hope I'll be able to greet him

He watches us night and day
Whatever we do or say
His only concern is rightning all the wrong
But because of the way they decreed
He must stay on his silver white steed
And try to find out the people who belong

The silver white man on a silver white horse
And I hope that he's'coming to see me
A silver white man on a silver white horse
And I hope he'll be able to see me