Waltzes When She Runs

Zara’s a beauty her mane in the wind
Runs a 1-2-3-4 tempo and then
I try to keep up, but she’s out of my reach
It’s just like a dance when’s going at speed

She waltzes when she runs
Think I lost her again in the sun
If I had four legs, I’d run like she does
She waltzes when she runs

She was raised in the desert until she was four
Now she’s waist deep in water out here on the shore
In this part of the bay where the north tide comes in
You tell her to “gallop” she’s going again

Zara’s a thoroughbred 15 hands high
Kicking up sand as she passes me by
Watching her rhythm is watching a dream
She goes 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3
If reincarnation holds any truth
When I come ‘round again, here’s what I’d like to do
I’ll pray for good kharma, and if fate’s on my side
And come back as a horse running three-quarter time

She waltzes when she runs
Think I lost her again in the sun
If I had four legs, I’d run like she does
She waltzes when she runs
Yeah she waltzes when she runs