The Rip
As she walks in the room, centred and tornHesitating once moreAnd as I take on myself, and the bitterness I feltI realize that love lost
Wild white horsesThey will take me awayAnd the tenderness I feelWill send the dark underneathWill I follow?
Through the glory of life, I will scatter on the floorDisappointed and soreAnd in my thoughts I have bled, for the riddles I've been fedAnother lie moves over
Wild white horsesThey will take me awayAnd the tenderness I feelWill send the dark underneathWill I follow?
Wild white horsesThey will take me awayAnd the tenderness I feelWill send the dark underneathWill I follow?