Wild Thing Running

She flew out

Speed ber wings

The Notes flew around

She searched for that hug

She was a Wild Thing Running

She never found it !

She lived down in a Dungeon

She played and sang

She ran out to shows and came home again

She ran and ran and never found her way

Momma left her

Papa worked and worked

She played on to find those special notes

She was a Wild Thing Running

Heart on her wings

Songs in her head

Chasing and flying beneath the trees

She was a wild winged flairy flying

She was on the run

Wild Thing Running

To find that home again


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