something about these woods something i like moss and an old man s beard dripping rain from a branch in the fading daylight ooh and the way you move is dancing while your mouth says funny things i m staring at your neck thinking thinking could i rest my faith in there stay a while stay a while ooh something about your eyes something that might melt the winter in my heart like a tongue touching snow because the way you move is dancing while your mouth says funny things i m staring at your neck thinking thinking could i rest my faith in there stay a while stay a while ooh something about your mind different clever kind maybe we offer each other other if i m with you long enough to wet our wills as we grow old could you let me close to breathe your breath to touch your soul your soul cause the way you move is dancing while your mouth says funny things i m staring at your neck thinking thinking could i rest my faith in there stay a while a while a while a while ooh