Here we go again,
dreaming of those cold, dark nights.
Here we go again through time.
I recall those days
when we used to play
in the place we called our home.
I was just a boy, life was just a toy,
never ending, never, no.
And one by one, we'd change
as darkness fills my life
and you would call our names
so we would stay.
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Here we go again,
searching for a clue to find
what had kept us here so long.
You suggested love,
I'm being young,
the spirit of the night.
But it's something that keeps calling me,
being wrong or being right.
And one by one, we'd change
as darkness fills our lives
and we would call your name
so we would stay.
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Well, why not change it, I'm an older man
I hear you calling me again and again.
I still go back and all the nights are cold.
There's something I'll never know.
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?
Spirit of the wood,
what secrets do you hold?