Out on the moon-lit mirror meadows
I have a secret you will never know
Haystacks high
Senses all wild
New flesh on old bones

Am I set free
If you call me by my name?
Shape shifter inner totem
Dream weaver
Of the forest
Am I set free?
Shape shifter
Of the forest

While you head rests on the pillow
I move with the rhythm of the birches bow
Silvery hide
Transformed alive
Not only in skin but in soul

Am I set free
If you call me by my name?
Shape shifter
Inner totem
Dream weaver
Of the forest
Am I set free?
Shape shifter
Of the forest