North American Woods - Wolf River

I hike towards the sun, yet I can’t seem to think past the past.

There’s only one way in, but no way out again.

Bury your fears in my arms.

Come with me to the North American woods.

If I’d stayed home all alone, you’d be the only thing on my mind.

But out here in the fields, somehow you’re in the air all around.

Bury your needs in my love.

Come with me to the North American woods.

I can’t stand looking at you, selling your purity to the wolves.

So I need a brand new friend, to unpack the camp in safe from the rain.

Bury your fears in my arms.

Bury your needs in my love.

Bury yourself in my skin.

Come with me to the North American woods.