Woods

I walk through the woods and I lost my way

I walk by the trees, they wish I could stay

The woods that I declined, become harder to find

Once I've lost my way, out of this place

The grass grows taller so now we have to holler

To hear anyone, when I know whose already won

I go through the mud, to see oh what fun

The winners are having, in this town

I walk down the street, to see what it be

But I know I'm a stranger, when someone asks me