Oh wood, I wouldn't give you up To be outside, outlie I'm thinking like an extra color or two would do, wouldn't you say? Oh wood, I wouldn't give you up To be outside, outlie Wait up for the extra others, so few Can't help but think of you I know, I know Oh wood, I wouldn't let you go Rosy shift, the fox, the quick, the painted few I'm working on myself a lot, I promise I'll make it up to you with all the extra things I find In my time outside Moon, come up River, take us up I'm working on myself a lot, I promise Sickly in the stream Wet behind the dream Oh kid, I couldn't let you know 'Cause I'm too high And you're not mine Anymore