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