Standard (EADGBE)

Hey, Winter has gone

 and the leaves weave through the forest

 I know that you believe that through these hands i will receive

 a gift all golden and bright

 and it returned to me through the morning light

Hey, brother of mine

 will you go where i cannot follow

 I played for the queen

 she put a scar upon my skin

 and twisted out of shape asking for more

 Well i'm twisted out of shape knocking at your door your door

Chorus

 Come down from the trees you've been gone too long

 return to the house that you came from

 turn back on the road you travelled upon

 I stand where you stood, come out of the woods

Instrumental

Hey, autumn has come

 and the wind, scatters the dead leaves

 put my back towards the sun and i will sleep when i am done

 you would've choked trying to make it on your own

 Well you're twisted out of shape, my you've grown, you've grown

Chorus

 Come down from the trees you've been gone too long

 return to the house that you came from

 turn back on the road you travelled upon

 I stand where you stood, come out of the woods

Hey, Winter has gone

 and the leaves weave through the forest

 I know that you believe that through these hands i will receive

 a gift all golden and bright

 and it returned to me through the morning light