Walking along the path
walking here with you
walking through the trees
and wishing it were true

smelling all the flowers
makes me want to scream
reminding me of us
How your favorite color's green

In my tent you're here
your arms around me
but the light of day invades
and regretfully I see

your mouth whispers "goodbye"
I'm finding It would seem
that it all was nothing,
nothing but a dream

awaking on the trail
my skies and heart are blue
wishing I had both
the wilderness and you