Wild Child

I, don't have any desire
And never been on fire
To see how burn and die
The ache inside my mind

To be in that old fine
Condition of mine
When I was just a child
Running loose and wild

Wild, Wild
Wild, Wild

Thanks, that I can be someone
To see what I become
Way much more beyond
All the pain inside my bones

To be in that old fine
Condition of mine
When I was just a child
Running loose and wild

Wild, Wild
Wild, Wild

Now, and then before I left
My dreams a way to rest
And turns into dust
I need a way and must

To be in that old fine
Condition of mine
When i was just a child
Running loose and wild

Wild, Wild
Wild, Wild
Wild, Wild
Wild...



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Augusto Viana
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