Babes In The Wood

Babes in the woods, walking through snow
Big bad wolf, at the window
Not much choice in the matter now
Some must lead, and some must follow.

And touch can mean distance to some people
And touch can mean a prison or be like a cage
I always thought that life could be more simple
Especially in this day and age.

They got the time, they got the need
The world is getting weird
The wolf is running free, but that's another story
This is their story.

Babes in the woods, eager and free
Soft as the pollen beneath them
Wet to the skin, from their own hard glow
No more wolf at the window.

Touch can mean a distance to some people
And touch can mean a all new forever and a day
If only life could be more simple
Especially in this day and age.

They got the time, they got the need
The world is getting weird
The wolf is running free, but that's another story
This is their story.

But touch can be a blessing to other people
And touch can bring blossoms to things that decay
I think that life should be that simple
Especially in this day and age.

They got the time, they got the need
The world is getting weird
The wolf is running free, but that's another story
This is, this is, this is their story.