I hear the drums , in your heart beat , I see the sad in your eyes ,
I know you run fast and furious , the wind in your fur .
The rocky path lies behind you as you howl at the moon ,
You are free , only you don't feel it , so you keep running.
You're the Lone Wolf , elusive with needs ,
And as I who understands , runs along side of thee ,
If we both continue on our paths , we'll find the way ,
To freedom at last , the moon hangs low tonight ,
So howl my friend , cause all will be alright............