The RIp White Lies

As she walks in the room
Scented and tall
Hesitating once more
And as I take on myself
And the bitterness I felt
I realize that love knows

Wild, 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 will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
From the riddles I've been fed
Another liе moves over

Wild, white horsеs
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?