here in the woods, spirits can fly
deep in the forest, pheasants fly
oh, talking is hard, things to believe
spirits are hunting my thoughts from my greed
try me baby, don't you believe my love for you?
I'll keep you warm in coats and in bed
I'll make your dreams come true
here in the woods, everything seems
easy to solve and easy to see
cause distance makes much clearer
or we just want to play hard to get
it's a negative fact, we sometimes seem such fools
try me baby, won't you receive my love for you?
and I'll keep you warm in coats and in bed
I'll make your dreams come true
here in the woods, sunshine through trees
wind blows my thoughts, if you know what I mean
and all things seem distant dreams