Clare Means Timber
Into the woods of Virginia
Through tall pines she led you
And you fell like timber
She wasn't there to catch you
And I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Never for me
And isn't it just my luck
To fall in the quiet of the snow
And I was hoping you would hear me
But I didn't make a sound
When I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Yeah I fell like timber at your feet
And you fell like timber
But never for me
Never for me
