"Rockin' and Inspirational Spiritual Music for our Times"

The forest draws me closer, enchanted by her sound,
The wind is whistling, natures composer
 Whispering softly across the ground
  Wolf-Dreamer, I hear him, howling echoes across the land,
  He's calling, he holds my hand
  The mist is clearing and I can see,
  Through the shadows and through the trees,
  Chocolate brown eyes looking through me,
  So proud and strong is my Cherokee
  In a moment the spell is broken,
  I'm standing here again on my own,
  With a single glance, and no word spoken,
  With my Wolf-Dreamer, I am never alone

© 2010 Words by Lawrence & Curtis