Hurts - White Horses

Madeleine had a chauffeur She took a drive to the coastline She stood on the sand and watched the sunrise Hoping one day that her prince will come Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh Oh-eh-eh Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh Madeleine was a showgirl She said Paris was not the way it seems But in Montreux, she found a lover A blue-eyed rich man who clipped her broken wings But diamonds and pearls are her religion Her princes, they come and then they go But they ride white horses (Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh) Yeah, they ride white horses (Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh) And she'll be up on the saddle And she'll be holding him tight They'll be galloping thunder under the violet sky As they ride white horses Out on the plains Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh White horses Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh But they ride white horses (Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh) Yeah, they ride white horses (Oh-eh-eh, oh-eh-eh) And she'll be up on the saddle And she'll be holding him tight They'll be galloping thunder under the violet sky As they ride white horses Out on the plains (Out on the plains)