Hey! Winter has gone — and the leaves weave through the forest
I know that you believe —
And through these hands I will receive —
A gift all golden and bright
And it returned to me through the morning light
Hey! Brother of mine — will you go where I can not follow?
I played for the Queen —
She put her scar upon my skin —
And twisted out of shape asking for more
Well I’m twisted out of shape knocking at your door (your door)
Come down from the trees — you’ve been gone too long
Return to the house that you came from
Turn back on the road you traveled upon
I stand — wasted
Come out of the woods
Hey! Autumn has come — and the wind scatters the dead leaves
I put my back toward the sun — and I will sleep when I am done
You would have choked trying to make it on your own
Well you’re twisted out of shape — and my, you’ve grown (you've grown)
Come down from the trees — you’ve been gone too long
Return to the house that you came from
Turn back on the road you traveled upon
I stand — wasted
Come out of the woods
Hey! Winter has gone — and the leaves weave through the forest
I know that you believe —
And through these hands I will receive —
A gift all golden and bright
And it returned to me through the morning light