Oh, oh oh Whoa there's nothing to be scared Oh Oh Oh Whoa there's nothing to be scared of Tonight I got you running in my mind Lord I got you hanging on a line Go to sleep on a rotten bed A lone, lonely night Lord, my god, you're running out of time Whoa oh oh oh Oh, there's nothing to be scared of Tonight the wolves the cry in the night Sleeping in the cold, I was clutching on a knife Lord I got you running through my mind Lord I know they're running out of time. The wolf cries out She needs me now Black bear growls Need you now I need you now Whoa, ohhh, There's nothing to be scared of tonight