The warmth of the night is surprising to me
The owls are hooting to me a plea
The full moon is out with a bright silver lining
The trees in the wood are creaking and whining
The timberwolves howl deep into the night
While rabbits flee from falcons in flight
I'm galloping away from my home in the town
My master is looking at me with a frown
He's letting me go, what have I done?
The coyotes are following, I know I must run
The falcons are flying, flee, rabbits, flee!
I know now what's happening, I know, I'm free...