I met a horse with no name Out in the desert it roamed It had no rider, no home But its spirit was never alone I asked the horse, "Where are we going? In this place with no name?" It looked at me with eyes like stars And whispered softly, "It's all the same" We rode through the desert, side by side With the wind as our guide, we let it decide No map, no compass, no goal in mind In this vast emptiness, we felt alive A horse with no name, a place with no name We traveled in silence, but our hearts were the : 1.0