| The crowd walk by, they don’t see what is inside
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| Don’t see the power, of the flames within her eyes
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| She is beyond the vanity of their world
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| Free nature child, wise woman in the girl
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She’s got a book of secrets, sacred herbs and of spells
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| She’s got the look to ignite a thousand hells
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| In the darkened city where no one hears you cry
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| A full harvest moon fills the empty skies
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the witch child inside of her
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| She can’t be changed
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| She’s got the Pagan Fire in the heart of her |