I grew up with flowers in my hair,
Dirt on my knees,
Stains on my elbows,
And roots in my heart.
I dare you to try to uproot me,
Because I am a wild thing of earth,
Roots, dirt, clover crowns, and flowers.
And they take care of their own.
I grew up with flowers in my hair,
Dirt on my knees,
Stains on my elbows,
And roots in my heart.
I dare you to try to uproot me,
Because I am a wild thing of earth,
Roots, dirt, clover crowns, and flowers.
And they take care of their own.
Perfectly Imperfect Me 