text: He came, she smiled
  She thought she had him tamed
  But he was just as wild
  Eating from her hand at last
  Wild things run fast
  In the dark he could see
  The trap that was lying
  In her sweet company
  Eating from her hand at last
  Wild things run fast
  Winter beat the pines about
  He heard the heater
  Cutting in and out
  While she dreamed away
  In the night, it snowed
  Fast tracks in the powder white
  Leading out to the road
  Winding from her tender grasp
  Wild things run fast
  Wild things run fast
  Wild things run fast
  What makes you run?
  Wild thing, I thought you loved me