My Wild Child

Betrayed? It's the question That I am asking. Or just a lucky one deceived by too much love. Confused. Is the issue. I'm in need of high rescue. Another lucky one stunned by too much love. My wild child She's my salvaged shipwreck. My wild child she's my stone. My wild child She's my constant reminder. My wild child she's my home. Lost. Is the place Where I'm hammering stakes. Sign says, "A lucky one done in by too much love." Saved. Is the state That we are told was graced. He was just a lucky one betrayed by too much love. My wild child She's my salvaged shipwreck. My wild child she's my stone. My wild child She's my constant reminder. My wild child she's my home. Life. Is the riddle Of which we're caught in the middle. A couple of lucky ones Tangled up in too much love. My wild child She's my salvaged shipwreck. My wild child she's my stone. My wild child She's my constant reminder. My wild child she's my home. My wild child brings me home. --- My Wild Child - Cowboy Junkies