Don′t take me to the graveyard
Or the churches by the faint stars
She went to see the woodsman
Well she's been down that road once before
Well this is it for certain
This time her heart ain′t going through that door
And watched the trees sway back and forth through the wind
She said "It's my turn for irony,"
"Well I'm gonna leave in the same box you put me in."
"Under my favourite tree"
"Don′t take me to the graveyard"
"Or the churches by the faint stars"