When you wander
In a dark, and scary forest
And your heart
Is shrouded in darkness

You will lose your way
No light will meet your gaze
And when all hope is lost
That's when it will appear

In a vast, open plain
Where the grass is amazingly green
The butterflies dance in the air
And the wind sings magically

The sun will blind your eyes
And warm your cold heart
There in the middle, you'll see
A quiant cottage

When you open the door
You'll be greeted by a...