Hidden In Plain Sight

We were walking through the woods On an old New England line Stopped to check out all the mushrooms Growing on the pines You'll come back to me When the sun begins to shine All this life it seems sometimes Hidden in plain sight As we walked on, you turned to me Eyes full of light Soft and low you whispered so I'd wait for you all night You'll come back to me When the moon is on the rise Wan and pale as death Hanging from the sky You'll come back to me When the sun begins to shine All this life it seems sometimes Hidden in plain sight