He's like the path to the moonlit pines With cautious steps, she enters the dark The wind shakes the branches And her knees are trembling But she won't forget what she may find And now I just sit at home And now my sheet weights a ton Cuz I hold it on my own Cuz I hold it on my own I'm thinking about you I'm thinking about you I'm thinking about you And I'm thinking about Along the path a sawmill stands high She hesitates but she still steps inside A shadow greets her now The picture is clearer now A shadow greets her now The picture is clearer now And now I just sit at home And now my sheet weights a ton Cuz I hold it on my own Cuz I hold it on my own I'm thinking about you I'm thinking about you I'm thinking about you I'm thinking about