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.