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 Pale shamen...