Pullin' Back the Reins - k.d. lang, Ben Mink

    But 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 its 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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