Woods eternal - Shine Dion Forest green And trees entwined Withered trunks And branches bare Forest young In dancing rain Memories and wisdom rare Oaks and elms And willows fare All in different shape and form Some grow tall And some grow small From an oak A leaf is torn In the mornings Golden light Hold me while The wild winds blow Hold me near And hold me tight And sometimes let me go Branches swaying In the wind Stretching up Towards the sky Branches bowing To the earth Wondering What yonder lie Some have shared Too little soil Some others grew Too bold Others broke in thunderstorms Or froze in wintry cold In the mornings Golden light Hold me while The wild winds blow Hold me near And hold me tight And sometimes let me go In the mornings Golden light Hold me while The wild winds blow Hold me near And hold me tight And sometimes let me go编辑于2021/05/12更新