I howl when the moon comes out
It sounds like a kicked dog
But I love it

I run in the moon-lit woods
Or over the side-streets
I can't give it up

I chase the scent on the wind
Or the music down the alley
It's close enough

I run alongside my brothers
In a video game online
I miss the wood

I sleep surrounded by my pack
I lie down alone in my bed
It's not the same

I wake with no one there
I roll over and sleep
A boy without his dog