The forest it stood
Around us like friends
Or a fortress where mottled light
Escaped to meet the ground below us
We were looking at it
More than we were one another
But the words I heard
They talked with mine
I used to be so shy
Hiding under the roof
Of a little tent of quiet
Til we were alone in the park
I imagine walking with you
To feed the ducks in the park
(Ducks in the park, there are ducks in the park)
In the morning I pitch my tent
Under an apple pie sky
I walk around
You are beside me
(You are beside me)
You are beside me
(You are beside me)
I love bookstores
And your second-hand clothes
There was laughter in the sunshine
And we pushed our bikes
Through a forest
Leaving animals in stitches
All day long
We wound alongside bookshelves
Intwined with honeysuckle
(Look out!)
But of course we crashed
Surrounded by fallen books
And buttercups
I imagine walking with you
To feed the ducks in the park
(Ducks in the park, yeah! Ducks!)
Eavesdropping on all the embroidery
Of sounds weaving together
To the rhythm and blues
Of the beautiful bluebells
You are beside me
You are beside me
(You are beside me)
You are beside me
You are beside me
You are beside me
Ooo-wa-ah-ooo
We met under the stars
With a torch and a book of maps
We navigated through
Wild paths and sleepy lanes
We climbed into the treehouse
As night fell
The stars had waited for a witness
It was us
And as we slept
They danced