There's something in this silent wood That won't, although I know it could, Ensnare us in a veil so black We'd never find the passage back There's something in your silent eyes That won't, although I wonder why (I never needed you like this before) Consume me in a fire so deep That I could never get to sleep (I never needed you like this before) The creatures in the wood alight And find their feathers in the night Aflame as moonlight fills the skies The same that's found within your eyes And so in slumber I will find The wood reflected in your eye Is cast ablaze with flame so bright It lifts, at last, the veil of night I never needed you like this before