Yeah, baby, I'm a wild one. Don't let me run. Don't let me get away. Don't let me get away. Yeah, baby, I'm a wild one. I'm a wild one, I'd like to ask you from the start If you could pull me out of the dark. Or if our love could fall apart like cookies

Anywhere away with you Just take me anywhere, take me anywhere Little less, over, over, over, over, me Over the hills and far away A million miles from L.A Just anywhere away with you I know we've got to get away Someplace where no one knows our name

What's my age again, what's my age again? Nobody likes you when you're twenty three My friends say I should act my age And that's about the time she walked away from me I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We

La-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da So here we go again I know how this one ends It's a phone call from someplace far away You say you've found yourself Oh, in someone else And she makes you forget about the rain Her eyes are a golden hue

We stand together So take take take all your memories 'Cause I don't want 'em and I don't need 'em As the seconds turn into days We will never be the same So stay stay stay the hell away from me The truth is I'm moving on Stay stay stay the hell away

This is my promise to write to you So for you my every word Is the sinking feeling here in my chest I am so far from home but the further away we are the closer I am The closer I feel, the further you get My hands hold on tight to your every word I won't

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

It's calling me back to my home Home it's what I long for I can't keep away from her touch Shine-lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere

Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have

Running out on the streets He lives from day to day Looking for something to do He needs to get away. Hoping that maybe one day He could be someone Praying that maybe someday He could be number one. In his world of make believe