Follow Me - Pyke

Follow me

To the woods that I don’t like

To the place where I’m afraid to be

Follow me

To the dark woods of my mind

The cold and sheltered space between the trees

They make me think

Come stand there with me

I need your protection

I need to be safe in that place

Need your protection

I need to feel safe in those woods

Desperate for protection

I need to belong in your hands

Follow me

To the woods that I don’t like

To the place where I’m afraid to be

Follow me

To the dark woods of my mind

The cold and sheltered space between the trees

They make me think

Come stand there with me

I need your protection

I need to be safe in that place

Need your protection

I need to feel safe in those woods

Desperate for protection

I need to belong in your hands

Belong in your hands