There’s something in this silent wood
That won’t, although I know it could,
Ensnare us in a veil so black
We’d never find the passage back

There’s something in your silent eyes
That won’t, although I wonder why
(I never needed you like this before)
Consume me in a fire so deep
That I could never get to sleep
(I never needed you like this before)

The creatures in the wood alight
And find their feathers in the night
Aflame as moonlight fills the skies
The same that’s found within your eyes

And so in slumber I will find
The wood reflected in your eye
Is cast ablaze with flame so bright
It lifts, at last, the veil of night

I never needed you like this before