In the Pines

	In the pines in the pines
	Where the sun never shines
	Where we go running when we want to hide
	Away from the sky away from the light
	Where the overgrown branches conceal what's inside
	In the pines in the pines
	Where i take my( bride?)
	No place is darker
	And no place more still
	We make love in the pines
	In the shadow of the hill
	I'm left with your name
	I'm left with your form
	Left with your scent
	Even left with your moans
	And I'm left in this fine and private place
	In the pines in the pines
	We meet face to face
	In the pines in the pines
	Where the sun never shines
	Where we go running when we want to hide
	Away from the sky away from the light
	Where the overgrown branches conceal what's inside
	In the pines in the pines
	Where i take my (bride?)