Reaching for it, jumping in.
No clue to the consiquiences or care to the wind.
Just for the moment or even the day,
Is ok to her she's on her way.
Dusting off her broken heart she's continue's head on no will power to fight.
She lives for each minute and cherishes the next,
She can't aford to loose, the good one just might be next.
Her papa told her long ago her untamed heart was her curse,
She just laughed and said papa, loving is the curse.
In her soul she know's he's out there, she'll just enjoy the ride.
And keep her heart untamed, until her knight ride's on by.