I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
you shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not — too far in his footsteps stray –
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.’
MP3: Teen Daze – New Life
