Klanglos - Miles and Miles Away (Original Mix)

you know, Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here, To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer, To stop without a farmhouse near, Between the woods and frozen lake, The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake, To ask if there is some mistake, The only other sound’s the sweep, Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And there's, "Miles and Miles Away", to my journeys end, before I can sleep as, standardz, hahahahahahaha, :) #edio