I’ve hunted in packs with numbers odd
They paired themselves while I just nod

My track is a trail without traces behind
My target ‘s a prey deemed unworthy to find

It’s all the same across the multitude
I can’t escape this solitude

If I could choose, should I rewind?
Or wait for our fate to intertwine

I hunt in a pack with numbers odd
No one could pair, none would add

Until you came and say in kind
I’ll stay with you if you don’t mind