(A lone voice whispers)
In the deepest of woods
My fever grows
The tempo builds
Calling you to go
Drop your bags
And cancel your life
A new life awaits
Tempting you to walk through my gates
In the middle of the night
My lone voice whispers
Come see me
It calls to you the listener
I change you forever
I'll own your soul
Your previous pain
Fears or shame
Will disappear when you appear and tell me your name
In the deepest of woods
My fever still grows
A seductive invitation
To leave your old life behind and live with me forever entwined
Copyright John Duffy
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