Kirsten Ludwig - Trails Lyrics

Dancing through the fire
Dancing through the flame
All you saw was blonde hair
And a small statured frame

Before I'd never question you
You'd have the final say
Using your authority
To paint me in the wrong shade

I am a nomad
I am a nomad
I won't be dismissed quietly
Like you expect for all women

Dancing through the rivers
Bathing in our cloth
You call me to water's edge
Pulling wool over my eyes
Wool over my eyes
Wool over my eyes
Then you run out of sight

I am a nomad
I am a nomad
I won't be dismissed quietly
Like you expect for all women

All you need is a match and seat
On the forest ground tonight, honey
All you see is the make believe
Wandering past your door
Wandering past your door