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.