Wolves - Kate Pierson

Wolves

Faces in the flames

midnight claims the spitfire shadows

on the singing trees

darkest winter night

our faces shining bright

in the golden glowing moonshine light

and as the embers dart

you built a bonfire in my barbwire heart

and are we wild or tame

you call my name I call your name

love in the summertime

when the bluebells chime out loud

you’re my fireplace my wild escape

my rock my cloud

wolves coyotes love and you and me

all we want is to be free

we all love to play

we play at love then run away

wolves coyotes love and you and me

as the fire flies

all the lies we told ourselves

were never really true

we finally realize

that love can never die

in the smoke and ashes of our lives

when the music starts

you light the bonfire In my barbwire heart

and are we wild or tame

I call your name you call my name

all the past is dead and gone

all that matters is love and freedom