She is the lone wolf,
wandering from land to land.
No one knows her name.
And no one understands.
She lights up the room,
with her pretty smile.
Her eyes shine bright
and she has stories to tell.
With only one word,
She can capture your
Imagination.
Her fascination.
Not a care in the world,
For she is free
to express her feelings.
Particularly glee.
One day she's here.
The next, she's not.
You'll meet her once
And that's your lot.
Music follows her,
Throughout the street.
She has something to say,
so take a seat.
To help you understand,
She'll say to you one thing,
So listen carefully, my dear
And hear her sing:
' I am the Lover,
I am the Bringer,
I am the Joker,
And I am the Singer,
For I am the Lone Wolf. '