
I wish I were out in the woods
with my tent
and my little white gas stove,
in my rain gear,
with cold rain dripping
off my hands and face,
trying to make supper
on the little stove.
I don’t know –
it would just feel good
right now.
I wish I were out in the woods
with my tent
and my little white gas stove,
in my rain gear,
with cold rain dripping
off my hands and face,
trying to make supper
on the little stove.
I don’t know –
it would just feel good
right now.