Moments In The Woods (Film Version)

Was that me?

Was that him?

Did a prince really kiss me?

And kiss me?

And kiss me?

And did I kiss him back?

Was it wrong?

Am I mad?

Is that all?

Does he miss me?

Was he suddenly Getting bored with me?

Wake up!

Stop dreaming.

Stop prancing about the woods.

It's not beseeming.

What is it about the woods?

Back to life, back to sense,

Back to child, back to husband,

No one lives in the woods.

There are vows, there are ties,

There are needs, there are standards,

There are shouldn'ts and shoulds.

Why not both instead?

There's the answer, if you're clever:

Have a child for warmth, And a baker for bread,

And a prince

for whatever Never!

It's these woods.

Face the facts, find the boy,

Join the group, stop the Giant,

Just get out of these woods.

Was that him?

Yes, it was.

Was that me?

No, it wasn't, Just a trick of the woods.

Just a moment,

One peculiar passing moment...

Must it all be either less or more,

Either plain or grand?

Is it always "or"?