The faeries in the old trees Call me to come home Over the mountains, across the straight Into that ancient grove
Softly, I entered that night Steppin' o'r roots and vines Watching with their eyes, listening with their ears Worlds intertwine
Softly, they whisper to me This is where you belong Your dreams as still and sacred as the night For you hear out wooded songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
