Song: Patience.

[cadhla]

Little girl, won't you come into the woods,
Step off of the path, take my hand.
Little girl, I think it's well understood
They don't think that you'll understand.

Sweet little girl, in your red cloak and hood,
        Walking blind through the future they gave you.
        Don't be afraid as you enter the wood...
        Have patience. The monster might save you.

They tell you stories and they tell you lies,
Selecting what you will believe.
They count on the wool they've pulled over your eyes
To make you a treat to deceive.

Sweet little girl, with your curls all of gold
        Walking lost through the future they gave you.
        Don't be a victim of what you've been told...
        Have patience. The monster might save you.

Red cloaks and spindles and lost golden balls
Are offered like candy around.
They need you to trust them, for their story calls
For princesses thoroughly bound.

Sweet little girl, this is your time to choose
        As you're facing the future they gave you.
        Don't let them tell you that you have to lose...
        Have patience. The monster might save you.

Sweet little girl, as you step from the path,
When you're mourning the future they gave you;
Someday you'll look on this moment and laugh.
Have patience. The monster might save you.
You'll tell your daughters they don't know the half --
Have patience. The monster might save you.