I saw your picture on TV, black and white and all grainy
They said you're a hoax, but not to me
I was just a kid back then, not much more than nine or ten
The world has changed so much, still I believe
Lonely Beast of the Woods -- you watch us with ancient eyes from your mountain paradise
Lonely Beast of the Woods -- alone through the centuries -- to you we're the mystery
I saw you late one childhood night -- your eyes reflecting fire light
The Summer that we camped among your trees
I'm sure it wasn't really true, but if what I saw was you
I wonder, do you ever think of me?
(chorus)
I saw your footprints in the sand
Bigfoot, you're not a beast, you're not a man
But still, I think I understand
© 2005, John Gibbons & Charlie Ray