(Someone) Like a Wolf
Thomas Hughes
Someone...
Someone like a wolf who could roam free
(Not like me)
Somebody with some blood on their sleeve
Who could hold me
And keep me from the filth below me
Faraway and freezing, all by yourself
Nobody cares what you were thinking
As you start to slip on the ice sinking
Who could hold me?
And keep me from the filth below me?
Faraway and freezing, all by yourself
Nobody cares what you were thinking
As you start to slip on the ice sinking
