As she walks in the room
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Scented and tall
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Hesitating once more
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And as I take on myself
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And the bitterness I felt
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I realise that love lost
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Wild white horses
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They will take me away
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And the tenderness I feel
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Will send the dark underneath
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Will I follow
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Through the glory of life
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I will scatter on the floor
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Disappointed and sore
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In my thoughts I have bled
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For the riddles I've been fed
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Another lie moves over
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Oh wild white horses
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They will take me away
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And the tenderness I feel
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Will send the dark underneath
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Will I follow
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Wild white horses
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They will take me away
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And the tenderness I feel
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Will send the dark underneath
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Will I follow
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The Rip
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| Portishead |
