Cowgirl Up

Subdue my senses like serenities face a heartfelt happy embellished his canter skilled with heavens grace a companionship barley unblemished except that she rides alone Into the storm gathering speed she squeezes her knees tipping her heels gunning for the feeling she longs to be sealed unleashed like the fury of a thunders peal Her saddle steals with shift of weight her balance for the run like symmetry never expecting to yield adrenalin hiking the fearful unknowns There she rides alone Her life is cinched an aimless roam her hunger for the feeling of home with subtle sounds like flexing leather is the tearing of her heart like the storms she weathers carried on waves of an emerald trail turned wheat in Autumns image Buckskins beat secures her seat and gives her thoughts to visage Though there's nowhere in this world she'd rather be she can't shake the feeling of the missing destined to wings that fly alone no companion for her soul in the cheering This is why she calls him Tuff Hedeman in a lady she cowgirl's up... looks her pony in the eyes reminding her that the tough don't cry Just take Bodacious by the horns knowing "impossible" will not hold the throne always through pain our courage is born though every eight seconds she rides alone She'll keep her head up high never giving in to the pain lessons she learned from her hero's Cowboys Tuff and Lane