Walking In The Woods

I think it was her skirt that first attracted my eye

I looked at her shoes and then her face

She seemed soft and genuine

She smiled when she caught me so I diverted my look

And when I lifted my head she was back inside her book

And I wished I could walk over and just say hello

She's the kind of girl it would be nice to know

But that's not the kind of thing that you're likely to do

On a subway train at eight a.m. are you

(Chorus)

We walk the streets like we are walking in the woods

You never know when you see a pair of eyes

If you're seeing a friend

Two weeks later I was riding the same train

I saw her face and then I read the name

It said she'd been beaten pretty bad

And there was a picture of her grief-stricken Mom and Dad

And I wondered what happened to her books and her things

If she was wearing the same skirt and same earrings

And I'm sorry lovely one that I didn't get to meet you

But when you walk in the woods sometimes

The wolves are gonna eat you