In the wild woods
Where it's all so good
You don't do the things they tell you
Or you think you should

In the wild woods
We'll forget the rules
For I know they made them up
To make us all act like their fools

In the wild woods – whoa oh

But we've got jobs we cannot leave
We've got mouths we have to feed
We've got hopes we must concede
Yes it's so unfair

We've got fears we have to heed
We've got mouths we have to feed
We've got hopes we must concede
Yes it's so unfair

In the wild woods
Free of everything
But they always pull you back
Like a puppet on a string

In the wild woods
I can't help but care
About what I left behind
Thought I'd be so unaware

In the wild woods
Is it just a dream?
That we use as an escape
When we all want to believe

In the wild woods
For a fresh new start
Otherwise we'll have to deal
With these troubles in our heart