In the morning, I'll be rising, I'll be waking 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 And I'm not waiting for the wolves to rip my heart out I'm not waiting for the wolves
In the evening, I'll be resting, warmed by the Autumn harvest moon And I'll be curing my disease, 'cause to you, I'm now immune Searching for a reason, 'cause one never did appear In the evening, I'll be resting, dreaming of another year
And I'm not waiting for the wolves to drag my body I'm not waiting for the wolves And 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 And I'm not waiting for the wolves to rip my heart out I'm not waiting for the wolvesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
