In the morning I'll be rising, I'll be waken with the sun
gearing for the road to pack my bags and then to run
And I'm not speaking cause the perfect words I always lack
In the morning I'll be rising, running and never coming back
And I'm not waiting for the wolves to drag my body
I'm not waiting for the wolves
I'm not waiting for the wolves to rip my heart out
In the evening I'll be resting, warmed by the autumn harvest moon
And I'll be curing my disease cause you are now immune
Searching for a reason 'cause one never did appear
In the evening I'll be resting, dreaming of another you
And I'm not waiting for the wolves to drag my body
I'm not waiting for the wolves
I'm not waiting for the wolves to rip my heart out
I'm not waiting for the wolves
And I'm not waiting for the wolves to drag my body
I'm not waiting for the wolves
I'm not waiting for the wolves to rip my heart out
I'm not waiting for the wolves
