Don’t go walking in the woods alone at night
My mother would say
Don’t go walking in the woods alone at night
My mother would say

He heard me crying, he saw me dying
He heard me crying, he turned away
He heard me crying, he saw me dying
He heard me crying, he turned away

Don’t fall in love with the changing moon
It appears so many ways
In the desert the scorpion rules
So I ran to the sea

He heard me crying, he saw me dying
He heard me crying, he turned away
He heard me crying, he saw me dying
He heard me crying, he turned away