| She was the kind of girl that never quite fit in
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| Holes in her shoes and freckles on her skin
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| Every time she saw those school doors open wide
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| She’d wanna turn around and run back home and hide, yeah
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| She got used to being stuck at the back of the line
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| The kind that kept her head down most of the time
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| Secret dreams 'bout the boy in the high school band
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| And wake up thinkin', she never had a chance
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| She’s a wildflower that’s waitin' on a sunny day
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| Waitin' on the winds of change to blow
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| Just a red hot spark that’s lookin' for a little flame, yeah
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| Tryin' to find the perfect place to grow
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| She’s a wildflower, she’s a wildflower
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| She makes a wish on every single star she sees
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| Yeah, somewhere deep down she still believes
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| She prays every night before she goes to bed
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| Pretty soon her life is gonna change, she just doesn’t know it yet
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| She’s a wildflower that’s waitin' on a sunny day
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| Waitin' on the winds of change to blow
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| Just a red hot spark that’s lookin' for a little flame, yeah
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| Tryin' to find the perfect place to grow, she’s a wildflower
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| She’s a wildflower that’s waitin' on a sunny day
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| Waitin' on the winds of change to blow
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| Just a red hot spark that’s lookin' for a little flame, yeah
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| Tryin' to find the perfect place
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| Yeah, she’s tryin' to find a place
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| She’s a wildflower that’s waitin' on a sunny day
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| She’s the secret that nobody knows, she’s a wildflower
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| She’s a wildflower, she’s a wildflower, she’s a wildflower |