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