Treasure Trove

When I left here in the morning
I could see a bright sun rise
I was sure to face the dawning
Of a new age of my life
Soon I reached a forking on this passage
Sad to say I chose my common route
Rather than just heading for the village
I decided for the shady woods
I am wandering, I am straying
I will always do
I am wondering if I ever will arrive at theirs
Then I had this crazy mental image
And I had these hazy, puzzled thoughts
That the woodland will become a village
If I just keep walking on my course
I’ve lost the way that leads me to you
No treasure trove if I keep going there
Gotta find the path that leads me out of
Out of the grove