Wild Child
Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face
Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother or your father's child
You're our child, screamin' wild
An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night
With hunger at her heels and freedom in her eyes
She dances on her knees, pirate prince at her side
Staring into the hollow idol's eye
Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face, your cool face, your cool face
You remember when we were in Africa?
Autor(es): The Doors
