She came from the north On a black and white horse Soft as a Mexican road Her eyes bright and dark Like the streets of her heart Hungry and wildly impossible to chart She knows all the rules Are written by fools Who die in the end, anyhow Humming the melody To a lonesome old song Something about somebody Doing somebody wrong By campfire light Under shelter of night He sees her face in the coals Come morning she's gone Like the cold winds of dawn Whispering everything nobody knows Wherever he's going May be nowhere at all He just knows it's somewhere That's not Montreal Humming the melody To a lonesome old song Something about somebody Doing somebody wrong And all of these ghosts They see day and night Are only shadows Left by their light All of these lovers, sound like each other Hear how they howl at the moon Maybe these broken hearts are just opened hearts Singing a different tune