I got a stick and a bed in the rye
Give me the chance, I’ll be there by your side
It’s a long cold country with nobody home
If you want to face it you can face it alone or with me

Yeah, but if you don’t watch me closely I'll flee to the wood
Leave a gap in your heart where a boy once stood
Cut it off but still it grows
Back in all the places you don’t want it show the most

If you’re still having trouble, go call up your priest
Tell him there’s some fella giving you grief
It’s that lanky old loner on the outskirts of town
Telling you lies and wearing you down

And if he can’t help, you go call the judge
Tell him you’re afraid you’ve fallen in love
There’s nowhere to go but down from here
So come along, baby, we got nothing to fear

I forgot her
Moment that I saw her
Scream and shout and wake the silent mountains
It’s perfect at large, perfect at large
Perfect at large with nothing to do
When no one at all, no one at all
No one at all is searching for you
Aaaaaah, oooooh
Ah ah ah, aaaah
Aaah, ah