Troika

There's a place in my heart
The shadows call their home
Cold as the winds through Siberia
Where the snow lies so deep you can't even see the sun
Run my troika run
Run my troika run.

Let the horses run free
So dark against the white
Over the fields 'til they're out of sight
And I am swept away
The journey has begun
Run my Troika Run.

Oh my Mother Russia
Land of Fairytales
Captured like the wind in her silken sails.

And the time rushes by
A thieft in the night
Stealing my memory
Fading out the light
But I cannot forget where it is that I come from
Run my Troika Run.

Oh my Mother Russia
Land of Fairytales
Captured like the wind in her silken sails.

I can still see your face
The years have been kind
Dust on the pictures, clouding up my mind
Remember me now
Not for what I may become
Run My Troika Run.

There's a place in my heart
The shadows call their home
Cold as the winds through Siberia
Where the snow lies so deep you can't even see the sun
Run My Troika Run
Run My Troika Run.