The wolf

There's a wolf here in my front door
Waiting to come with me, anywhere out
It looks at me and laughs, and screams
And cries looking at this all

I know he'll stand by my side
I know he'll sing with me all time
He can be bad, he can
But does is he ?

Come with me, my wolf
Leave me there, where humans yet don't know
Where the stars shine white and blue
Where i can't go alone
When i can't go alone

His eyes eat my legs and slip my belly
His eyes meet my neck and feel it
And i'll turn it into a kiss now
'cause i don't have more chances
More chances to be free

Will he stand by my side?
Will he sing with me all time?
I think he's good, he is
But do i am?