Into the Forest
I'm going to get lost in the forest,
never to be seen again.
To dance by the moon on the mountainside
To sit in the shaded glen.
I'm going to run off to the forest,
to spend the rest of my days.
To weave vines and leaves through my wild hair
To sleep where the fairies play.
I'm going to get lost in the forest,
that's really the point anyway.
To talk with the trees and the birds and the bees
And walk in the soft wet clay.
I'm going to run off to the forest,
But maybe you'll see me again.
I'll come back in a song on a clear summer day,
To take you away from a world cold and grey,
And then with oaks and the badgers we'll play,
As we both run off to the forest.
