Oh, lady wolf, if you only knew the cage I walk.
If only I could howl, or if you could talk.
I see you in your pen; small, quiet, and alone.
I can hear you weep.  Trust me, I know the tone.
You see, we are much alike you and I.
We would both escape, had we but wings to fly.
You, from your cage of wires, bars, and steel.
Me, from my life of drudgery, a slave at the wheel
of society, ever pushing it round and round
till like those before I finally fall to the ground
to be trod upon by others, quicker in their paces.
Oh, lady wolf.  How I wish we could trade places.
But a selfish dream is that.  I would not curse
such as you with my life.  That would be worse.
So I'll just cry along with you for this night.
Come the dawn, I must return alone to my fight.
Cry with me now!  Let our voices fly out and away
to the realm where our souls may again meet one day.
Let us console each other; I you, and you me,
for wild hearts and souls can no longer be free...