THE BLACK WOODS

Music and lyric by Jillian LaDage

Where in the forest clearing came I to view
Twin hearts beat and running
Came I to you
Softly pine needles waft beneath our feet
In withering blades
The sun cast its view
I stole a glance at the presence imagined there
In the black woods
I awaited you there

Shrouded the mist, the weight of earthly things
Sweet lay the dew, the fog shivers through
The barren trees stood all in black
Birds sang in twos
In the copse I awaited you

To steal, to glance, to look upon the fates
In leaves, and hues, the forest clung from view
Where came the lake clear and serene
Mark thee well
T'would be thine own dream
The cold does not touch the waters here
Naught was danger to afear

Here lay the cunning cross within this place
And tarried not he that awaits
The black squirrel does not seem afraid
The birds hardly flew
Did they notice I came to you?
The birds hardly flew
Did they notice I came to you?