Текст песни Pretty Horses - Kip Moore

I see the color in your eyes, gone as black as the night
And the ribbon in your hair I guess you lost it
I guess the Jesus on your arm just another lost charm
Used to wear it so damn proud Why'd you change it?
Do you blame it?
Was it love you found?
Then lost it Just ran away, away Like all the pretty
Horses Did he take a gentle heart, turn it bitter, leave
A mark When he took to open fields and greener pastures?
Did you run after?
Did he go and give you something you never had?
Go and make a promise he'd be right back?
Oh
Was it love you found?
Then lost it Just ran away, away Like all the
Pretty horses All the pretty horses Oh, yeah
Like all the pretty horses Was it love you found?
Then lost it Just ran away, away Like all
The pretty horses Was it love you found?
Then lost it Just ran away, away Like
All the pretty horses The pretty horses