Dave Flynn - Woodlands Lyrics

This July is leaving too soon
The sky is wearing silk pyjamas, waiting for the moon
Sheep are in the meadow, the shepherd bids goodnight
I'm feeling like a child again, tucked in tight

I spy a spider, working night-shift
Trapping trippers craving light
Sad captive sunset strippers
Much too fragile for the fight

Deep in the woodlands, the flames are lying low
I'm listening for the right sounds to tell me where to go
So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon
There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon

Cnd I'm never running back to you
When your mood tells me too
You've got to prove if lovers have to lose

So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon
There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon
So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon
There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon
Casting Long Shadows by the moon
Casting Long Shadows by the moon
Casting Long Shadows by the moon