I thought that I told you I will not fight
I've got that right, don't I dear?
Through mountains and fields I will follow me
I will follow my own steps
You've got a reason to call me out
But I don't want any bad blood
The words that you say tear me apart
I wish we could get past this
The rain washes out the road and I'll take the woods
The forest will keep safe
You've got a reason to call me out
But I don't want any bad blood
I wrote you a letter all full of lines
Wish you would write me back
The rivers, the valleys, and all the mountain tops
They will feel my sorrow again
You've got a reason to call me out
But I don't want any bad blood

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