There is a golden picture frame Hanging upon an empty wall Haunting the hollow of my brain Painting pictures while we Run underneath the dying light My braided hair comes all undone Chasing the sun into the night Beautiful and burning We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- You see me through the filter lens Fading the edges of my thoughts Reminder of my innocence Before it got lost So deep in the forest of our youth We carved our names upon a tree Inside your heart it spoke the truth I still hear it beating We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- Messages from long ago On transistor radio Traveling through space and time Serve as analog reminders Messages from long ago On transistor radio Traveling through space and time Serve as analog reminders Messages from long ago On transistor radio Traveling through space and time Serve as analog reminders We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder- We are wild and wonderful-ful-ful Oh wonder-