I've been the wild one I've run through the streets and i've suffered I've been the quiet one Sequestered and smothered But i won't mind no time spent to save me Just trying to be good to the people who raised me And glide through life without a meaning On trails torn up between clouds and turf I've wished for you for what it's worth And i want to visit on the wind It's been a strong year With a bright, bright sun From here the past looks cold And the future seems a promising one