i am little red riding hood,
and the wolf is only in my head.
he chases me, chases me
as i flee, terrified, searching for any safe haven.
certain i will forever be alone and afraid.
pursued by an invisible monster
i invited into my own world.

but you, you are the unexpected hero,
the warmth and freedom of friendship,
of home, hope, of (dare i say it?)
love. when the wolf is biting at my kicking heels,
you lift me high above the ground,
taking me away from everything, everything.

my valiant woodcutter,
struggling to save me from myself
even as you battle your own inner wolf.

oh, i am little red riding hood,
and you are my world,
you are my world.