K.d. lang/ben mink Out of nowhere this gust of wind Brushed my hair and kissed my skin I aimed to hold a bridled pace When with love itself I came face to face
Pullin' back the reins Trying to remain Tall in a saddle When all that we had well Ran away With a will of it's own
I know your soul is wild and free Like this galloiong inside me Tossed by instinct and where we land Is vast and certain of all that's planned
You know, I learned to break the run And gently harness the love of someone Yes, and equal parts of wait and trust Is in control of the both of us
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