At a camp, at the edge of the meadow
Where the water runs glassy and clean
The horses are turned out and grazing
There on the grass, so tall and so green
And the moon rises over the ridge line
And the sky is a blanket of stars
And the campfire crackles in three quarter time
As you slip into my arms
And we dance to the campfire waltz
And the night breezes sing out your name
And we turn and we sway and the cares of the day
Drift away like the sparks from a flame
Out here where the wild things are
The melody rises and falls
On a pine needle dance floor with you in my arms
We danced to the campfire waltz
The music of the mountain surround us
The wind's like an old violin
The trees seem to gather around us
To watch as we sway
And circle and spin and I wish
We could dance here forever
But the world waits for us far below
Yet I will always remember the shine
Of your hair in the fire light's glow
As we danced to the campfire waltz
And the night breezes sing out your name
And we turn and we sway and the cares of the day
Drift away like the sparks from a flame
Out here where the wild things are
The melody rises and falls
On a pine needle dance floor with you in my arms
We dance to the campfire waltz
On a pine needle dance floor with you in my arms
We dance to the campfire waltz

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