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 knowI learned to break the run And gently harness the love of someone Yesand equal parts of wait and trust Is in control of the both of us
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