The Rip

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 flows Wild white horses, they will take me away And my 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 For the riddles I've been fed Another lie moves over Wild white horses, they will take me away And my tenderness I feel Will send the dark underneath Will I follow? Wild white horses, they will take me away And my tenderness I feel Will send the dark underneath Will I follow?