LC Huffman - Cliffside Lyrics

On a cliffside, waiting for you
Storm's a coming, I can feel the rain
You've got an ache in your boots
I'm worried, we have lost our way
"I shoulda packed this"
"I shoulda brought that"
Hindsight taught us better but
I thought I'd be right back
I didn't bring a sleeping bag
A bundle of sticks and a rock house
On mossy ground I'll take a nap
I'll wake to wings of an old grouse
I feel a bear upon us
Smokey or Winnie would be alright
In more than a hundred acres
Maybe it's mad or maybe its fine
I must have left a trail of berries
After all I had too many to hold
I know you're getting weary
Dreaming of pillows, and your belly full
I know you're feeling heavy
Dream of warm clothes, and your belly full