You caught me when the battle had begun, when I was scared to rest my head in blood. You said that when you lie awake at night, you think of men too scared to face the fight. Like naval wars in corridors of wood, you mount the sail and sing in tones of love. And in the wind your eyes alight with hope, the land it clears the mist and finds your scope. I held you like trees to the leaves in the wind but autumn came and tore you away from me. You’ve caught me now, you’ve caught me up in this, no thought I pose is placed without a fist. My playing calms the winters glowing rage, in autumns wake it’s left to turn the page.
Here, your favourite colour will suit your mood, Sweden will always be on top of your doorstep, it will always be winter if you want it to be, because those wolves in your head are real. Now you regret the way you’ve changed; come back and start again. The place you perch without a seat is lonely now you’re without me ‘cause where you rest to battle tears is one long way from here, because ‘here’ means right next to me, but I can’t promise you everything. All I can do is tell the truth about how you’ve made me feel. When you said you’d always be there; I thought you meant it. When you’d ask ‘Please, don’t ever leave,’ I thought you meant it. When I knew, that I loved you - it’s true; I meant it. Come stay beside me, where those wolves in your head are real. Come sleep beside me, where those wolves in your head are real.