Down in the Forest
Down in the forest something stirred.
So faint that I scarcely heard.
But the forest leapt at the sound
like a good ship homeward bound.
Down in the forest something stirred
it was only the note of a bird.
Now in the morning of life I stand
and I long for the touch of your hand
I am here, I am here at your door
Oh love, oh love, I can wait no more.
Down in the forest something stirred,
it was only the note of a bird.
words by Harold Simpson
music by Landon Ronald