When I feel the outside world
Closing in on m
I go to my little cabin in the woods
When people want more than I can give
My little cabin awaits
My cabin has a wooden table
And some comfortable chairs
Nothing fancy, just my style
I can watch the little birds
And the mighty trees
They speak to me, but want nothing
Just to be acknowledged
They are my friends
All they want is to give music
To a world that doesn’t hear
And shade to a world that doesn’t care
Richly blessed is the person that
Takes these gifts and knows this joy
How very happy I am
In my little cabin in the woods
