I am not a Wolfe in sheep's clothing I am but a ghost, leading you home I am not opposed to deep devotion And I am not posed to moments alone I am but a ghost in sheep's clothing I am but a Wolfe leading you on I am not opposed, to the windows open And I am not an island, to the narrows of hope. I am not opposed to new beginnings I am just a boat, looking for home I am but a wolf, with true devotion I am motherless In a world full of ghosts Don't tell me what to sing about Don't tell me What to write about Don't tell me what to think about Don't tell me what To read about Don't tell me what to lie about Don't tell me what to smile about Don't tell me what to talk about Don't tell me who I can cry about