Sometimes I'd like to saddle the wind And ride to where you are. We may meet in a valley or on a green hill; Will I be yours? You know I will! Dearest one, my place in the sun Is by your side, I know; So if I could I'd saddle the wind, Some starry night I'll saddle the wind, And straight to your arms I'll go! So if I could I'd saddle the wind, Some starry night I'll saddle the wind, And straight to your arms I'll go!
Sometimes I'd like to saddle the wind And ride to where you are. We may meet in a valley or on a green hill; Will I be yours? You know I will! Dearest one, my place in the sun Is by your side, I know; So if I could I'd saddle the wind, Some starry night I'll saddle the wind, And straight to your arms I'll go! So if I could I'd saddle the wind, Some starry night I'll saddle the wind, And straight to your arms I'll go!
