Wild Child
Lord above –
Who is this child
That’s flown into my dreams,
Must be love –
But I’m not sittin’ round here,
Wondering what this means.
I’m goin’ out, I’m goin’ into town,
Gonna shake off my confusion,
I’m gonna find out, I’m gonna hang around,
Till ii manifest my vision.
Baby you –
You always were a wild child.
Baby you –
Are an only child,
Born of the love of a dancer,
So many long nights,
You drag your shoes down the fence,
Sipping that glass of Tequila,
Gonna stand on the corner,
Gonna scream out your name,
I’ll be there when you come walking by
Who cares if we’re both just a little insane,
We can walk to the edge of the sky.
Baby you –
You always were a wild child.
written by: R.Clapton
publisher: Festival Music