In the Pines

In the pines in the pines Where the sun never shines Where we go running when we want to hide Away from the sky away from the light Where the overgrown branches conceal what's inside In the pines in the pines Where i take my(bride?) No place is darker And no place more still We make love in the pines In the shadow of the hill I'm left with your name I'm left with your form Left with your scent Even left with your moans And I'm left in this fine and private place In the pines in the pines We meet face to face In the pines in the pines Where the sun never shines Where we go running when we want to hide Away from the sky away from the light Where the overgrown branches conceal what's inside In the pines in the pines Where i take my (bride?)