I was always an unusual girl
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul
No moral compass pointing due North
No fixed personality
Just an inner indecisiveness
That was as wide and as wavering as the ocean
And if I said that I didn't plan
For it to turn out this way, I'd be lying

Because I was born to be the other woman
Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone
Who had nothing, who wanted everything
With a fire for every experience
And an obsession for freedom
That terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about
And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness
That both dazzled and dizzied me

Every night I used to pray that I'd find my people
And finally I did
On the open road
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Nothing we desired anymore
Except to make our lives into a work of art

Live fast
Die youn g
Be wild
And have fun...