Sometimes I get crazy, as fools are known to do Losin' my head in spite of everything I stand to lose What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool? I swear I never knew, but always needed to
Stubborn pride is just the way of stallions, I suppose Even love can't change the things I want to change the most And it's pride that's got me standing when I should be on my knees Making apologies, but it's so d--- hard for me
Oh, but now and again, I wished I'd been a poet So I could know the perfect lines to say And have some great romantic way to show it Be the hero riding up to save the day
I'd go riding high like a knight in shining armor To sweep her up, racing through the sun But I don't have no magic ways to charm her, no It's lonely in the fields where stallions run
I'd like to say "I love you" but those words they just don't come Because words like that are no match for the kind that rule my tongue But I can only hope she knows I love her anyway No matter what I say, or what I never say
Oh, but now and again, I wished I'd been a poet So I could know the perfect lines to say And have some great romantic way to show it Be the hero riding up to save the day
But I'll never be a knight in shining armor And as for points, I was never won I'm just a fool that must restore his honor The winds are cold and blow where stallions run
Just a fool that must restore his honor Or only walk the fields where stallions runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.