Lyrics

The moon guides my way back home It's late as I walk alone There woods are not inviting at this time of night So I pick up the pace In the air I hear voices everywhere and it is so dark That I can't make out a face So I reach for my knife As the creatures of the night Let me know there's there Won't do me no good 'cause What's in these woods Is that which I can't kill I sense something is about So I gather up my courage And I take a look around I look to my left and then to my right I should have never look behind I run home as fast as I can I don't want to ever have to look back again