Born under a hotel sign
Poured into the foyer like a glass of wine
Add Chinatown, add soaking sheets and longing
Add distance, awful distance

My body's such an anchor
When it's wasted not being beside you
Hold to the old
True love's only for wild hearts

Blood money sweats in my hand
Tattoos one each other for strapped romance
I've waded through an ocean of sand for a grain of doubt
And I'm certain

Do you feel the way I do?


Lyrics submitted by HellionChild

My Wild One song meanings
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