The C R T Woods
Anamanaguchi
With a thousand words I heard Them singing in the night And the only thing I see Is nothing in the moonlight With a thousand words I heard Them singing in the night And the only thing I see Is nothing in the moonlight In the crowded woods I feel Them all around I can only hope to dream That feeling I forgot In the crowded woods I feel It move me all around I can only hope to dream That feeling I forgot