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!