"She Loves Horses" lyrics

"She Loves Horses"

She blew in
Like a thunderstorm rolling across the plains
She's lightning when the sunshine fire and rain
And then she's gone

And I don't know
What it is about her heart that speaks to mine
It makes me think another place another time
We'd have it all

But she loves horses
Wide open running wild
That's where her heart is
She'll let me hold on for a while
I won't try to change her
No way to tame her
'Cause she loves horses

I can see her now
Windows down
Chasin' that damn rodeo
What I'd give to be the fire
Burning deep inside her soul
But I know

That she loves horses
Wide open running wild
That's where her heart is
She'll let me hold on for a while
I won't try to change her
No way to tame her
'Cause she loves horses

She loves horses
Wide open running wild
It's where her heart is
She'll let me hold on for a while
I won't try to change her
No way to tame her
'Cause she loves horses
Yeah, she loves horses
She loves horses

She blew in
Like a thunderstorm rolling across the plains
She's lightning when the sunshine fire and rain
And then she's gone


Writer(s): Trent Willmon, Jay Clementi, William Clarke Green
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