Hundred Acre Wood

Let's go

Rolling in the night

On my way to the next light

Show time is coming up

Playtime, and the sun's up too

Here the moon comes too

Natural, like a blue sky

Laughable, like your first try

On my way to the next show

Everyone, I feel it grow

Knowing things go so fast

Makes me feel hurt, makes me wanna give it plenty

Rolling home, oh, at last

I can feel good, I can feel plenty, come on

Wounded by the light

Dark around the daylight

On my way to the next thing

Don't wanna stop so I can just think

I'm trying to think

I think I'm gonna play fairy tale, walk the trail, keep it simple, and that's how I'll be

I wanna go and live in the woods, hundred acres, I'll be there, in the stories I read

Just a memory

Knowing things go so fast

Makes me feel hurt, makes me wanna give it plenty

Rolling home, oh, at last

I can feel good, I can feel plenty, come on