Run With Wolves

Underneath the moonlight, where the tall grass sways,

I hear the wolves calling through the mountain haze.

Boots on the dirt road,

stars above my head,

Leaving all my worries somewhere far behind instead.

The night is calling,

and I know I gotta go,

Where the wild wind whistles and the river flows.

I’m running wild with a pack of wolves,

Underneath the moon where the midnight rules.

Howling at the stars,

with the freedom in my soul,

No fence, no road,

gonna let the wild take control.

With the dust on my boots and the wind in my hair,

I’m running with the wolves like I belong out there. (ah-hooo!)

Through the pine trees,

shadows dancing on the ground,

Every step I take,

there’s a new world to be found.

The river keeps on rolling,

the coyotes sing along,

And the wolves beside me make the darkness feel like home.

I don’t need a map,

I don’t need a plan,

Just the open wilderness and the moonlight where I stand.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll head back home,

But tonight the wilderness is all I’ve known.

The mountains are singing,

the moon shines bright,

And the wolves keep calling through the cool country night.

I’m running wild with a pack of wolves,

Underneath the moon where the midnight rules.

Howling at the stars,

with the freedom in my soul,

No fence, no road,

gonna let the wild take control.

With a heart full of courage and a soul that’s aware,

I’ll chase that wild feeling wherever it takes me there.

So let the moon rise,

let the wild wind roll,

Let the wolves keep calling to the deepest part of my soul.

I’ll run through the night till the morning comes through,

Wild as the wolves,

with the whole sky in view.