there's a spark where you left me and a spark where you lie
a crackling force of thunder and storm
and a girl at the end of it
a wild force to be reckoned with
i was the wild girl in the middle of the storm
the one you couldn't control
the one who fell straight into your arms
as the wind whipped around us both
and you let me run wild
and each night you'd come to me
that force you reckoned with,
the force you fell towards
that wild beauty,
you just couldn't deny.