Lyrics Wolf part II - Pyrophoria

Oh mademoiselle may I come in
The rain has come and I am lost again
The wood is a winding eye within
I'll introduce myself but how to begin

Sheep black as a pot calling a kettle
The wolf came and I let him settle

He never blew down my house to get inside
I said a visitor at last, welcomed him with pride
There is a place in me I let him hide
Who am I now that I died

I don't wear sheep's clothing any more
So dear I am the wolf that came to your door
But you let me in and I sleep on your floor
Sometimes you want what you never ask for