Laura Ingalls Wilder

We built ourselves a fire We built ourselves a fire We built ourselves a fire We built ourselves a fire We built ourselves a fire Between the apples and the creek And in the shadows of the driveway You saw someone watching us And then over my shoulder The moon was getting brighter And the log beside me Looked alright for to sit on And I looked directly to you And I saw the fire burning In your glasses as you told me 'bout Laura Ingalls Wilder