Up the path across the country lane
Walking, holding hands
Anticipation we can hardly contain
Up ahead that old house stands
Weathered wood, covered porch and chimney stack
Deep inside the forest green
Tire swings on the oak tree in the back
Such a welcoming scene
You and me, it's the way it should be
In our house inside the woods
Rain drops fall on the rusted roof of tin
Keepin' time with our beating hearts
Candle light dances on your gentle skin
We're both going to play our parts
I'll be me and you'll, you'll be you
The two shall be as one
And to each other always we'll be true
True as the setting sun
You and me, it's the way it should be
In our house inside the woods
You and me, it's the way it should be
In our house inside the woods