what are you doing here?
slinking through my own backyard
in the middle of the night
your howl mixes with my dreams
can't a girl get some peace and quiet?
you should have been gone by now
but morning came and you kept your watch
holding still behind the cover of leaves
stalking my peace
won't you tell me who sent you?
you fled when I chased you
and I'm certainly not going to wait
on you hand and foot
or follow your dusty trail
tonight, I'm closing the gate