She's a beautiful fool with an audience of actual
She disregards the rules
But they tie her down, no, she can't make a sound
She's cynically optimistic, unintentionally cryptic
She's not free yet, but she wants to be
Oh, she's a spirit in disguise
She's a goddess with a knack for climbing trees
She's a maniac and she'll
Dance alone in the middle of the street
She's radiant, but fragile
There's a universe behind each smile
She's not free yet, but she wants to be
Oh, she's a spirit in disguise
She's not free yet, but she's yearning to be
Oh, she's a spirit in disguise
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, spirit in disguise