Wild Dogs H.C. McEntire

[Verse 1]
When we were wild dogs
How our teeth were stained with blood
From the fire, from the hunt
When I held for you that lust

[Verse 2]
Are you coming round?
Take the long way down
Defeat the ground
Now my head's all clear
Till you disappear
Then it’s all I hear

[Chorus]
Nobody needs to know
This is yours, yours to hold

[Verse 3]
Now my eyes are closed
Shining albedo
The hermit knows
Are you waiting there
In the prickly pear
With knotty hair?