The hills were alive, with wildflowers
And I was as wild, even wilder than they
For at least I could run, they just died, in the sun
And I refused, to just wither in place
Just a wild mountain rose, needing freedom to grow
So, I ran fearing not, where I'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care, where they grow
And the flowers I knew, in the fields where I grew
Were content to be, lost in the crowd
They were common and close, I had no room for growth
And I wanted so much, to branch out
So, I uprooted myself, from my home ground, and left
Took my dreams, and I took to the road
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care, where they grow
I grew up, fast and wild, and I never felt right
In a garden, so different from me
I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone
So, the garden, one day, set me free
I hitched a ride, with the wind
And since he was my friend
I just let him decide, where we'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care, where they grow
Just a wild, rambling rose, seeking mysteries untold
No regrets, for the path, that I chose
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care, where they grow
Beat on, beat oh, beat on, beat on
Beat on, beat on, beat on, beat on
Wildflowers don't care, where they grow
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