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I saw her on the planes
I watched her through the rain
On a buffalo dawn
Running barefoot through the corn
Her wild rose complexion
With eyes downturned
Became my obsession
I knew I had to return
To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom
High Indian cheekbones
Held by wonder
She moaned like the whining wind
Chased by thunder
Torn between home
And the horizon
A dancing gazelle
In Eternity's sunrise
To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom
A place called freedom
High Indian cheekbones
Held by wonder
She moaned like the whining wind
Chased by thunder
Torn between home
And the horizon
A dancing gazelle
In Eternity's sunrise
To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom
- Album:
- Five Classic Albums
- Blues With A Feeling
- The Total Experience [Live In Liverpool]
- Total Experience: Live in Liverpool
- Wolflight
- Genesis Revisited II
- Beyond The Shrouded Horizon
- Defector
- Miscellaneous
- Live Rails
- R-Kive
- Refugees: A Charisma Records Anthology 1969-1978
- Premonitions – The Charisma Recordings 1975-1983
- Defector (Deluxe)
- Spectral Mornings (Deluxe)
- Cured (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Defector (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Spectral Mornings [(Bonus Edition) [Remastered]]
- Voyage Of The Acolyte (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Access All Areas - Steve Hackett (Live)