Was that me

Was that him

Did a Prince really kiss me

And kiss me

And kiss me

And did I kiss him back

Was it wrong

Am I mad

Is that all

Does he miss me

Was he suddenly

Getting bored with me

Wake up Stop dreaming

Stop prancing about the woods

It's not besseming

What is it about the woods

Back to life back to sense

Back to child back to husband

You can't live in the woods

There are vows there are ties

There are needs there are standards

There are shouldn'ts and shoulds

Why not both instead

There's the answer if you're clever

Have a child for warmth

And a Baker for bread

And a Prince for whatever

Never

It's these woods

Face the facts find the boy

Join the group stop the Giant

Just get out of these woods

Was that him Yes it was

Was that me No it wasn't

Just a trick of the woods

Just a moment

One peculiar passing moment

Must it all be either less or more

Either plain or grand

Is it always \or\

Is it never \and\

That's what woods are for

For those moments in the woods

Oh If life were made of moments

Even now and then a bad one

But if life were only moments

Then you'd never know you had one

First a Witch then a child

Then a Prince then a moment

Who can live in the woods

And to get what you wish

Only just for a moment

These are dangerous woods

Let the moment go

Don't forget it for a moment though

Just remembering you've had an \and\