Heart Of The Forest Ringtones

Well I can feel it filling in When it's Friday night Young blood flowing through my veins, full of fight Probably do a bunch of things that just ain't right Well hell, ain't that what the weekend's for? Windows down, the seat way back, and the radio up Natural eye between my legs in a Dixie cup Not a care in the world, just don't leave it up Well, the night it opens wide City and the stars align Ain't it wonderful to be alive? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Searching for the heart and soul of the night Oh, of the night Monday morning, still laughing about what we did and said Girls and booze and attitude swimming in my head Worth every moment, every second, no regrets Keeping one eye on the prize City and the stars align Ain't it wonderful to be alive? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Searching for the heart and soul of the night Woah, of the night Years fly by, the scene it shifts overnight Little less stealing, little less stealing, little less flight Kids are in bed, there's a buzz in my head, sparks ignite I still got fumes in my tank for another ride Ain't that what the weekend's for? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Ain't that what the weekend's for? City and the stars align Ain't it wonderful to be alive? Ain't that what the weekend's for? Well, ain't that what the weekend's for? Searching for the heart and soul of the night

The weeping sky caressed my cheek As water churned between my feet Spoke indiscrete, I heard it say At last nocturne, the end of days Watching closely from the trees I see something lovely Softly, touching, gentle breeze You'll be dancing with the leaves Of tainted hearts from love below They know the art of letting go Fade back to see you've come undone Come back to me when you are one Watching closely from the trees I see something lovely Softly, touching, gentle breeze You'll be dancing with the leaves

He never speaks But he understands Thinks higher than a man He's living in The northern lights In winter everlasting He travels around Big drum in his hand And he knows What you have in your mind There's always wolf within That leads him down And back home Spirit, spirit of the forest Hiding in those northern lights Spirit, spirit of the forest Hiding in those northern lights He has long waited For the right moment Storm of colors Rages in the sky Beware, never whistle To the norhtern lights Or it curses you To the woods of evernight There's only one Who can really sets you free And it's spirit of the forrest's Old white wolf But it hard to track You'll never found footsteps It will find you If you are really blessed