Come to the Woods
Come to the woods
Where the vision lies deep
And the memories of ourlove
Have been kept from us
And from the hearts and soulds
Of those whom we both now love.
Did we love one another
At one time or one place
Or is this just the image
That the woods try to convey
And if we did love,
Will that love return
When we meet again?
And what of those we now love?
Both married with children.
We are truly fools
To tempt our past emotions.
But come to the woods anyway
And we will try to see
If the memories of our love
Were real or still exist.