Текст песни The People Who Raised Me

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