We want it all
Our time [bad word] soon
We walk it off
a-whistling our tune

Thunder in our heads
Flowers in our beds
I saw you

Ohh
I am a wolf
Ohh
Way out
in the woods
Ohh
And you are the moon

The lines are drawn
I'm riding with The Fool
Our minds have gone
to kingdoms [bad word] 
Everywhere I turn
Palaces burn 
for you

Ohh
I am a wolf
Ohh
Way out
In the woods
Ohh
And you are the moon