Dwight Yoakam Pretty Horses
[Verse]:
Pretty horses are what I have to ride
Lonely memories are where I go to hide
Empty pages are all I choose to write
[Chorus]:
About Our love, Our love
About Our love, Our love
[Verse]:
Broken windows are what I look through
Softly searching for small signs of me and you
Gently thinking of what's left that we could do
[Chorus]:
About our love, our love
About our love, our love, about our love
[Chorus]:
About our love, our love
About our love, our love, about our love
[Verse]:
Pretty horses are still hard to ride
With each other we will find a place to hide
All the pages are still there to write
[Outro]:
About our Love, Our Love
About our Love, Our Love