Outta The Woods

I close my eyes
And we're reunited
Under the clearest sky

We dance, we dare
We do as we please
All of it comes with the sweetest of ease

We chase each other
Hollering in the holiest of tongues
With no fear of being seen or scolded by anyone

We'll invent new constellations
Hands sweeping through the sky
Weaving glеaming strings, made of pure light

Out of the woods, thе world is ours
With our stories and scars
We'll make home in the stars

Out of the woods, the world is ours
With our stories and scars
We'll make home in the stars

Your tears don't make you what you are
Your voice is what has reached this far