When I was a boy I envied the wolf
To roam freely in the forest
and run with a pack at my side

When I was a boy I envied the wolf
thrill of the hunt on my mind
fighting til death one and for all
no one left behind

When I was a boy I envied the wolf
until I crossed the line
and learned too late the price to be untamed

When I became a man I put envy away
for the truth was no longer blurred
predator and prey both suffer the same
and now I stand the shepherd