 [Intro - Your Verse 1 - Slow 3/4, Rain + wolf’s sad howl low piano + lone violin howling] Come in, you're just in time for supper Join me at the table, have a seat here While I whisper in your ear Another tantalizing tale One you might know so well A werewolf's serenade A howl in the moon, he prays For a heartbroken and a love that's lost What was it he paid the cost [Verse 2 - Cello enters, waltz starts to sway] He seeks no mirror, for none will show his face, No ordinary hound could keep his pace, No crawling thing upon the cold ground, Could understand his mournful sound. He seeks not hunger, not flesh, not fear, He seeks the one who held him dear, A willow's brace, a howl late above, He seeks the one who shared his love. [Chorus - Big, tragic waltz, strings swell] Ohhh, can you hear the Wolfman serenade? One - two - three, beneath the moon he sways, Dancing alone where her roses fade, With a broken heart that time betrayed. [Verse 3 - Softer, more intimate, almost weeping] His love was stunned by a silver spear, A hunter's lie, from far to near, Oh, he devoured that hunter, feet to ear, But vengeance brings no love back here. It does not mend his heart that aches, For every night his poor soul quakes, What good is blood upon the snow, When the only warmth he'll never know? [Bridge - Music drops, only piano + howl + ticking] And so he wanders, through dark and pine, Sniffing the wind for a scent like thine, Not a maiden fair, not a common bride, But a soul that knows how love has died. He doesn't want your perfect skin, He wants the beast that lives within. [Verse 4 - Grand, desperate waltz - full orchestra] So if you hear a waltz at midnight, Where the willows touch the grave, One-two-three, one-two-three, A pawprint waltz for the brave. He'll ask you not for beauty, He'll ask you not for gold, Just dance with me forever, In the cold... in the cold. [Final Chorus - Slower, dying like a music box winding down] Ohhh, this is the Wolfman serenade, A love song that the moon has made, He lost it all for the price he paid, And still he howls... for love... that fades. [Spoken Outro - Whispered, chair scrapes] And my dear... Should you hear him scratching at your door... At your window... in 3/4 time... Don't look in the mirror. He won't be there. But his love... His love will be right behind you.
