So the wolves come out to play
On the curtain that he had borne away
Four words you've gotta say
Call them up to the morning rainAnd I know
It's gonna hurt this time
It's gonna shake you to your core
On my word
When you tame the wild
You are the coldest form of hell
YeahSecond star to the right instead
And don't sleep until the morning rain
Second star to the right instead
And I'll sleep until the morning
So the lost ones don't behave
Screaming freedom is a worn old thing
As the man-made stalling wind
Call up to the oldest faithAnd I know
It's gonna hurt this time
It's gonna shake you to your core
On my word
When you tame the wild
You are the coldest form of hell
HellSecond star to the right instead
And don't sleep until the morning
Second star to the right instead
And I'll sleep under the morning rain
I'll sleep under the morning rain
Sleep under the morning
I won't beg, I won't beg, no
I won't beg, I won't beg, noHey
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