Oh tell me where the old candles lie
I could not wait until the break of day
Just running over the darkest night
Near the tree where we went our separate ways
I’m standing on the riverside
Watching circles softly drift away
We knew we couldn’t get further
And set our room on fire
She said “It’s all about hunting wolves”
‘Said “It’s all about hunting…”
We knew we’d drown each other
There was no talk of surrender
I’m standing on the riverside
Watching circles softly drift away
And the wind starts whispering lullabies
‘Bout lovers turned into runaways