You can't predict a thunderstorm when it's rolling in
But you can smell the rain
You can run for shelter from the whipping wind
The minute that you feel the change
But if you turn and take a look behind you
What you're gonna see
Is her head thrown back and her arms outstretched saying
Come on rain on me
She's a wild
Flower
Put her on a city street
Cold hard concrete
Same old same old grave
No talk fast walk
Gettin' where you need to get
Expression on every face
And watch her find the jagged line
Across the beaten path
And dig down deep
And dare the sun
To shine down where she's at
She's a wild
Flower
She's a wild
Flower
She rides the wind
Back and forth
Floating round
Looking for
Somewhere that she might
Add a little color to some people like me and you
Come see what beautiful looks like
She's a wild
Flower
She's a wild
Flower
She's a wild
Flower
She's a wild
Flower
