Wildflowers

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 rambling rose, seeking freedom to grow
So I left 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 thе crowd
They were common and closе, I had no room to grow

And I wanted to 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 the grow
I grew up fast and strong and I never felt right
In a garden so different from me
I just never belonged, how I 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