Her love is rare but she'll keep you wild.
Wildflower; pick up your pretty little head, It will get easier, your dreams are not dead.
Baby, I'm not afraid. I've been to hell and back. I'm a free spirit, a wild child and a renegade.
What if everything you have been taught is all a lie and everything you feel is all a truth?
Dortchen was called the wild one because one day, when she was seven years old, she had got lost in the forest. She had wandered off to a far-distant glade where a willow tree trailed its branches in...
How wrong we are to ignore our hearts to follow the familiar path.