Looks like a royal in a thrift store dress, Keeps my heart and her hair a mess, She goes where the wind suggests she goes, who knows.
Got a spirit that can’t be tamed, Shes’s a calico pony on an open plain, I know I’ll never be the same no more, for sure.
She’s a wild child.
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style, She can’t be tied down but for a while, I’ll be falling free and so alive, Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child.
Photos: Emmy Lowe Photo
MakeUp: Jill Marie MUA
Hair: Tatum Wetzel
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