歌詞

I wasn’t born in a mansion, never had silver spoons
Just Sunday skies and a porch with a view
Mama taught me grace with calloused hands
Daddy showed me love don’t always go as planned
I learned to pray under cotton candy clouds
Barefoot in a dress, spinnin’ ‘round and ‘round
Didn’t need much to feel alive
Just a gravel road and a clear blue sky
I was raised on wildflowers, not roses in a row
Taught to bloom where I’m planted, even when the winds blow
I’ve got thorns and I’ve got color, got roots that run deep
I bend, I break, but I still believe
You don’t need perfect to stand tall in the sun
I’m beauty and grit, all rolled into one
A little bit sweet, a whole lot of fire
That’s what you get when you’re raised on wildflowers
Learned to love with an open heart and a stubborn soul
I speak my truth and I won’t let go
I’ve been told I’m too much, not enough
But I don’t shrink just to be loved
I carry storms in my chest like thunder
But I dance in the rain like I’ve got nothin’ under
The weight of this world can try to steal my light
But I’ve bloomed through worse and still survive
I was raised on wildflowers, not roses in a row
Taught to bloom where I’m planted, even when the winds blow
I’ve got thorns and I’ve got color, got roots that run deep
I bend, I break, but I still believe
You don’t need perfect to stand tall in the sun
I’m beauty and grit, all rolled into one
A little bit sweet, a whole lot of fire
That’s what you get when you’re raised on wildflowers
Let the world chase polished and tame
I’ll take wild and proud over fortune or fame
You can’t put fences around a free soul
And I was born to grow where wild things grow
Yeah, I was raised on wildflowers, wind in my hair
Found my strength in the open air
I’ve got thorns and I’ve got color, got roots that run deep
I bloom in the cracks where most don’t see
I don’t need perfect, just a little bit of sky
A heart that’s brave and a reason why
A little bit sweet, a whole lot of fire
That’s what you get when you’re raised on wildflowers
Yeah, that’s what you get...
When you’re raised on wildflowers
Written by: Joshua Shackles
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