As she walks in the room centred and torn hesitating once more as I take on myself and the bitterness I felt I realise that love flows
Well, white horses, they will take me away and the tenderness I feel will send the dark home to me will I follow?
through the glory of life I will scatter on the floor disappointed and sore 'n' in my thoughts I have bled from the riddles I've been fed another light moves over
Well, white horses They will take me away and the tenderness I feel will send the dark home to me will I follow?
Well, white horses They will take me away and the tenderness I feel will send the dark home to me will I follow?