Lyrics The Man Who Talked to Horses - Bittersweet

The Man Who Talked to Horses

When there’s points on the board
But your victories are still flawed
At the end of the day
(And it troubles me to say)
You will wish you had a heart as big
As the man who talked to horses
When there’s gold in your hands
And a hundred wayward plans
Through the thick and the thin
With your armour made of tin
You’ll still wish you had a heart as big
As the man who talked to horses
There’s no hope in false starts
And no guidelines on the chart
When you tire of the race
Seek solace in that special place
Disappear with no trace
When there’s tears in your eyes
You refused the compromise
And when all’s said and done
You stayed true to the one
And you might just have a heart as big
As the man who talked to horses
The man who talked to horses
The man who talked to horses
The man who talked to horses