My head is in the forest

And I'm thinking about you

The mist is pulling lightly on the timber

My thoughts are of the forest

And I'm sure I'm not in view

Of anyone but the dragon

And the prince of song



I cannot see the daytime

For my head is in the night

The fog is gently swaying on the moor now

I hardly know the difference

>From the dark into the light

Since I was with the dragon

It's been far too long



My feet can't keep my thoughts

>From running out on me this time

The haze is passing fully 'cross the skyline

Where's the girl to hold me

To the boundaries of my mind

Princess with bag of crystal

That's where I belong



Now will my head stay with the night

And watch the chance I take

All the dew has gathered on the heather

Will I go to sleep again

Or will I stay awake

Let me linger with the dragon

And the prince of song