And we gathered around the hearth of summer eve
To share tales around the fire
We would drink to the shape of things to come and weave
A mist 'round the local shire
And she flew in by the window
As the light beams called her in
She's the sweetest tale I've ever seen
Would she wind up in my dream?
Once a fairily envisioned lady of the woods
A dance through the common fire
Once a thought, would she ever go from where she stood
To where the cold would bring her nigher
Come the morning, come the light
She belonged to another tribe
She's the sweetest tale I've ever heard
Though she never spoke one word
Like a moth to candle light
She was lured into the night
She's the sweetest tale I'll ever tell
Though it didn't end up well
The sweetest tales are never saved
For the ones who dare only wait