| There’s a light beyond these woods, Mary Margaret
|
| Do you think that we will go there
|
| And see what makes it shine, Mary Margaret?
|
| It’s almost morning, and we’ve talked all night
|
| You know we’ve made big plans for ten-year-olds
|
| You and I
|
| Have you met my new boy friend, Margaret?
|
| His name is John, and he rides my bus to school
|
| And he holds my hand
|
| He’s fourteen, he’s my older man
|
| But we’ll still be the best of friends
|
| The three of us, Margaret, John, and I
|
| Let’s go to New York City, Margaret!
|
| We’ll hide out in the subways
|
| And drink the poets' wine, oh
|
| But I had John, so you went and I stayed behind
|
| But you were home in time for the senior prom
|
| When we lost John
|
| The fantasies we plan, I’m living them now
|
| All the dreams we sang when we knew how
|
| Well, they haven’t changed
|
| There’s never been two friends like you and me
|
| Mary Margaret
|
| It’s nice to see you family growing, Margaret
|
| Your daughter and your husband there
|
| They really treat you right. |
| .
|
| But we’ve talked all night
|
| And what about the light, that glowed beyond
|
| Our woods when we were ten?
|
| You were the rambler then
|
| The fantasies we planned, well, Maggie
|
| I’m living them now
|
| All the dreams we sang, oh, we damn sure knew
|
| How. |
| .. but I haven’t changed
|
| There’ll never be two friends like you and me
|
| Maggie, can’t you see?
|
| There’s a light beyond your woods, Mary Margaret |