Wild Things Run Fast - Joni Mitchell

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