Wilderness Will Wait - Michelle Gurevich

The wilderness will wait

Said I’d be back again

While I seek the crowds

While I’m on the stage

In life there is a time

For everything

And there with open arms

The wilderness will wait

Wait for my return

While my oats are being sowed

In the city lights

In the arms of boys and girls

Youth it is a time

For the exterior

But in the hollow of a tree

The forest waits for me

Wherever I may roam

Berlin, Paris or Stockholm

A piece of forest comes with me

And watches silently

All my little wins

And great disappointments

Together it reassures

That soon we will return