Nature can surround us in our naked bliss,

But would you betray me with a kiss?

I want to see the thoughts behind those eyes,

Otherwise how will I know the truth from the lies?

Busy, crowded, bus, car, runs,

Choke your precious lungs.

The woods are not taxed by Christ’s good men,

I would like to see you in nature’s glen.

I only ask for a long moment of your time,

With no beeb beeb, no brother needing a dime.

Speak for yourself, to me, not of war and news and work,

But of dreams and fun and Captain Kirk.

Put up no false character, no false role

show me you can bare your soul

Tell me what you want, wish and hope for

Tell me, to keep the wolves from my door