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