Wildewoman

Her eyes are light and clear And fearless like Chicago winds in the winter time And her hair is never quite in place And the knees in her jeans have seen better days And she's no beauty queen but you love her anyway She's a wildewoman She's gonna find another way back home It's written in her blood, oh it's written in her bones Yeah, she's ripping out the pages in your book She's gonna find another way back home It's written in her blood, oh it's written in her bones Yeah, she'll only be bound by the things she chooses Her smile is sneaky like a fiery fox It's that look that tells you she's up to no good at all And she'll say whatever's on her mind They're unspeakable things and she'll speak them in vain And you can't help but wish you had bolder things to say She's a wildewoman She's gonna find another way back home It's written in her blood, oh it's written in her bones Yeah, she's ripping out the pages in your book She's gonna find another way back home It's written in her blood, oh it's written in her bones Yeah, she'll only be bound by the things she chooses Yeah, she will only be bound by the things she chooses Oh we're gonna find another way back home It's written in our blood, oh it's written in our bones Yeah, we're ripping out the pages in your book Oh we're gonna find another way back home It's written in our blood, oh it's written in our bones Yeah, we'll only be bound by the things we choose Yeah, we'll only be bound by the things we choose We will only be bound by the things we choose