BORN A WICKED CHILD,
LEFT ALONE IN THE FIELDS
MY FATHER WAS THE WIND
MY MOTHER WAS FIRE
RAISED BY WOLVES
AND I GREW UP WILD
BORN A WICKED CHILD,
LEFT ALONE IN THE FIELDS
MY FATHER WAS THE WIND
MY MOTHER WAS FIRE
RAISED BY WOLVES
AND I GREW UP WILD
WHEN THE HEART
RULES THE MIND
ONE LOOK
AND LOVE IS BLIND
WHEN YOU WANT THE
DREAM TO LAST
TAKE A CHANCE
FORGET THE PAST
HE'S JUST A KID
AND LOVES TO DRIVE
TO GET OUT SIGHT
OUT OIF MIND
HE PUSHED
THE HAMMER DOWN
SHOT JUST LIKE A
BULLET FROM A GUN
WHEN THE HEART RULES THE MIND ONE LOOK AND LOVE IS BLIND WHEN YOU WANT THE DREAM TO LAST TAKE A CHANCE FORGET THE PAST