White dogs in the moonlight Following footsteps through the night Over the bridge she runs Barefoot and cold in her nightgown Maybe she found out he was in love with someone else Maybe she realized she had never loved herself And there have been times Stories Ive been told Of girls that packed their bags and went Something inside them splintered That pressure had already bent Maybe she found out he was in love with someone else Maybe she realized she had never loved herself Maybe we build things up just to tear them down Just to tear them down Yeah, tearing it down White dress in the moonlight Sitting and waiting for her flight A distant stare reminds her That noone is trying to find her Maybe she found out he was in love with someone else Maybe she realized she had never loved herself Maybe we build things up just to tear them down Just to tear them down Tear them down Just to tear them down Oh White dogs in the moonlight White dogs in the moonlight