Pulling Back The Reins

Out of nowhere this gust of wind,
brushed My hair and kissed my skin,
I ain't to old to bridle pace
when with love itself
I came face to face,
pullling back the reins,
trying to remain tall in the 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 galloping inside of Me,
tossed by instinct and where we land
is vast uncertain of all that's planned,
pulling back the reins, trying to remain tall in the saddle
when all that we had well ran away,
ran away with a will of it's own

You know I finally learned to break the rock
and gently harness the love of someone
but equal parts of wait and trust
is in control of the both of us,
pulling back the reins,
trying to remain tall in the saddle
when all that we have ran away
ran away, ran...... away........
with a will of it's own