"as she walks in the room,
scented and tall,
hesitating once more.
and as i take on myself,
and the bitterness i felt,
realise that love lost, while
white horses,
they will take me away,
and the tenderness i feel,
will send the dark underneath,
will i follow?
through the glory of life,
i'm scattered on the floor,
disappointed and sore.
and in my thoughts i have bled,
for the riddles i've been fed,
another lie moves over, while
white horses,
they will take me away,
and the tenderness i feel,
will send the dark underneath,
will i follow?
while, white horses,
they will take me away,
and the tenderness i feel,
will send the dark underneath,
will i follow?"
