Fredrik Andersson - Campfire Tale lyrics

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