The Unicorns - Newfoundland

These white birds
for my spurs
then they drift into the atlantic

On this perch
you sit against nothing
newfoundland
I'll go back

And be happy with where i am

Newfoundland
I'll go back
newwwww oooh ohhooooooh

Froze like bones
come back to the cliffs where I'm standing
they'll remember their home
it's newfoundland

Newfoundland
I'll be there
I'll be there