A Clydesdale gallops across the open plains,
The wind whipping through his tail and mane,
He runs ahead to get ahead of his herd,
Occasionally glancing up to see a majestic bird,
The mighty eagle soars in the air keeping pace,
Two unlikely souls enjoying each other in the wide open space.
Two of God\'s creatures enjoying the open plains,
Stay ever together even in the torrential rains.
My love this is us being wild and free,
Not a care in the world, except you and me