White as snow

I've walked with the kings and I've marched to the pounding drums Then you came I've walked with the kings and I've marched to the pounding drums Then you came You asked me to change but like a fool I...

Where I came from there were no hills at all. The land was flat, the highway straight and wide. My brother and I would drive for hours. Like we had years instead of days. Our faces as pale as the...