Mary Black - Babes In The Wood

Babs in the wood walking thru' snow
Big bad wolf at the window
Not much choice in the matter now
Some must lead some must follow

Touch can mean distance to some people
Touch can mean prison or be like a cage
I always thought that life could be more simple
Specially in this day and age

Chorus

They got the time they got the need
The world's getting weird the wolf's running free
But that's another story this their story

Babes in the wood eager and keen
Soft as the fern underneath them