I stand by the window - The curtain is open
I can see further - With my night time eyes
Something woke me - I was sleeping naked
There's a kind of sadness - When your garden cries
I can hear you breathing - I can see you're sleeping
You won't be wakened - You're steady dreaming
But I 'm awake and this is real -
And I could tell you tomorrow,
Tell you tomorrow -
Oh, those white horse women
No man's forged the chain can keep these women bound
Oh, those white horse women
Pale shamen running the Moon to ground
Pale shamen running the Moon running the Moon to ground
Yes they move me - Just not the whole distance
I'm somewhat like them - And somewhat... different
And there are too few - Words in our language
And that's the lack keeps - So many hearts hostage
Oh she wasn't my type - But that's not the point now
'Cos when I take risks - I take them just so far
She takes them further every time
I could have wept if I'd wanted,
Wept if I'd wanted to -
Oh, those white horse women
No man's forged the chain can keep these women bound
Oh, those white horse women
Pale shamen running the Moon to ground
Pale shamen running the Moon running the Moon to ground
So thoroughly poignant
So thoroughly poignant
Pale shamen, pale shamen
Running the Moon
Pale shamen, pale shamen
Those white horse women