Narrow track
To the forest.
Oh she won’t come back,
She will crack
Like a branch
In this mystic forest
Where she’s lost her way
Through night and day.
Night and day.
Chorus
She is lost in the wood.
She just wanted to be good,
But she’s come to the bad,
All her hopes will be dead.
She will never be found,
You can see that she has drowned
In the pit, in the bog,
In the bush and in the fog.
It’s so mystical.
It’s so beautiful.
Every bird
Sings so calmly.
She has never heard,
All is blurred.
Sleepy grass
And enchanted flowers.
She has lost her way
Through night and day.
Night and day.