In the cold of the night
In the forest so still
He's breathing in time
With a heart that is longing
To run with his own
But he knows he can’t
Run with his own
Cause he knows that
He left her alone
For some sense of belonging
Ooooooooo
In the shadows of fate
Lying perfectly still
She looks to the moon
As her tear drops are falling
She tries to let go
Knowing well that she’ll
Never let go
Holding on to glimmer of hope
Every night while he's calling
Ooooooooo
Silenced by guilt
And the chains of his past
It’s broken his will
'Till he’s no longer trying
How could he know?
She was listening but
How could he know?
From the moment she
Thought he'd let go
She has never stopped crying...
Ooooooooo
The Fable was produced by Ted Hutt.