Wolf

Woke up again this morning To play another game It comes without a warning It's nothing you can name, nothing you can name It's raining in the meadow Shepherd's gone to town Wolf has finished breakfast No-one else around, no-one else around And we are feeling fine Still get lonely, I don't mind And now we're out of danger I guess they'll sound, all [Incomprehensible] in the fountain And wishing for a better year, for a better year