One two One two three four. Intro:     Pretty horses are what I have to ride    Lonely memories are where I go to hide    Empty pages are all I choose to write    About our love__ our love    About our love__ our love    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    About our love__ our love                                           N.C.     About our love__ our love__ about our love    Instrumental:     About our love__ our love                                           N.C.    About our love__ our love__ about our love    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    About our love__ our love    About our love__ our love    Your’e the best Dwight!