Oh, I used to be scared of the wilderness, of the dark But not anymore, anymore, no Running like a river trying to find the ocean Flowers in the concrete Climbing over fences blooming in the shadows Places that you can't see Coming through the melody when the night bird sings Love is a wild thing
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