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As she walks in the room, 
Centred and tall, 
Hesitating once more. 
And as I take on myself, 
And the bitterness I felt, 
Realise that love lost well. 
 
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, 
Dissappointed and sore. 
And in my thoughts I have bled, 
For the riddles I've been fed, 
Another line is over-oh. 
 
White horses, 
They will take me away, 
And my tenderness I feel, 
Will send the dark underneath, 
Will I follow? 
 
White horses, 
They will take me away, 
And my tenderness I feel, 
Will send the dark underneath, 
Will I follow?