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    Wildflower
    She wakes up when I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies
    If you don't follow what I mean, I sure don't mean to be confusing
    They say when she laughs she wants to cry
    She'll draw a crowd then try to hide
    Don't know if it's her or just my mind I'm losing
    Nobody knows a wildflower still grows
    By the side of the road
    And she don't need to need like the roses
    Wildflower
    That girl's sure put a spell on me
    Yeah, her voodoo's hidden right behind her pocket
    If she's fire, I'm gasoline
    Yeah, we fight a lot but neither wants to stop it
    Well, she'll tell you she's an only child until you meet her brothers
    Swear she's never met the man she couldn't make into a lover
    Nobody knows a wildflower still grows
    By the side of the road
    And she don't need to need like the roses
    She's at home with the weeds
    And just as free as the night breeze
    She's got the cool of a shade tree
    She's growin' on me and I can't live without her, oh
    Yesterday's a memory
    Tomorrow's accessory
    That's her favorite quote about regret
    Well, she'll tell you ‘bout her pedigree
    With a sailor's mouth he would have left at sea
    and it ain't over yet
    Nobody knows…
    Nobody knows… a wildflower still grows
    By the side of the road
    And she don't need to need like the roses, the roses
    She feels at home with the weeds
    And just as free as the night breeze
    She's got the cool of a shade tree
    She's growin' on me and I can't live without her
    But nobody knows…
    Nobody knows…
    Nobody knows…
    Nobody knows…
    That's right…
    She wakes up when I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies
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