She lived for her own world.
They laughed at her,
At the birds that land on her,
For people trip over her,
And forget she’s there.

What they fail to realise,
What they will never understand.
Is that she is not like everyone else.

She's a lost girl
She's a wild girl

No one understands that birds land on her,
Because inside she’s filled with flowers.
They forget she’s there because her soul is in another world.

She’s a lost girl
She’s a wild girl
She’s a free girl