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 it s been a strong year with a bright bright sun and from here the past looks cold and the future seems a promising one 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 wish for you for what it s worth and i want to visit on the wind and i want to visit on the wind