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Was that me? |
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Was that him? |
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Did a Prince really kiss me? |
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And kiss me? |
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And kiss me? |
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And did I kiss him back? |
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Was it wrong? |
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Am I mad? |
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Is that all? |
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Does he miss me? |
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Was he suddenly |
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Getting bored with me? |
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Wake up! Stop dreaming. |
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Stop prancing about the woods. |
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It's not besseming. |
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What is it about the woods? |
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Back to life, back to sense, |
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Back to child, back to husband, |
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You can't live in the woods. |
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There are vows, there are ties, |
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There are needs, there are standards, |
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There are shouldn'ts and shoulds. |
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Why not both instead? |
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There's the answer, if you're clever: |
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Have a child for warmth, |
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And a Baker for bread, |
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And a Prince for whatever- |
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Never! |
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It's these woods. |
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Face the facts, find the boy, |
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Join the group, stop the Giant- |
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Just get out of these woods. |
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Was that him? Yes it was. |
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Was that me? No it wasn't, |
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Just a trick of the woods. |
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Just a moment, |
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One peculiar passing moment... |
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Must it all be either less or more, |
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Either plain or grand? |
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Is it always \"or\"? |
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Is it never \"and\"? |
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That's what woods are for: |
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For those moments in the woods... |
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Oh. If life were made of moments, |
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Even now and then a bad one-! |
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But if life were only moments, |
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Then you'd never know you had one. |
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First a Witch, then a child, |
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Then a Prince, then a moment- |
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Who can live in the woods? |
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And to get what you wish, |
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Only just for a moment- |
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These are dangerous woods... |
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Let the moment go... |
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Don't forget it for a moment, though. |
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Just remembering you've had an \"and\ |
