White picket fence, tidy lawn
Yes, that's the house where the changeling child was born
Blond coifed hair, a lipstick smile,
A perfect wife with an unholy child
But the changeling child just wants that family
And the changeling child doesn't see
That she's different from you and me
And the changeling child, she's running wild, she's running wild
Oh, oh, oh, she's running wild
Sharp, dark eyes, hair made of storms
Full set of teeth from the minute she was born
She's sharp as knives, but she's too strange
Her mother sighs, called into school again
But the changeling child just wants to make some friends
And the changeling child keeps making the same mistakes again
And the changeling child, she's running wild, she's running wild
Oh, oh, oh, she's running wild
One day she'll learn, she'll understand
She'll walk away, broken heart in her hand
Find the other fay, learn how to smile
But she won't forget, that sad and lonely little child
But the changeling child just wanted that family
And the changeling child doesn't see
That she's different from you and me
And the changeling child, she's running wild, she's running wild
Oh, oh, oh, she's running wild
And the changeling child, she's running wild, she's running wild
Oh, oh, oh, she's running wild