In the misty morning light
What is this wuthering wonderland?
I'm waking walking in the woods
Not alone, alone where I stood
Beside me, waltzing, my son
A boy of 2-3 years of age
He was the sun in my eyes
He made my heart jump twice

Deep down in the forest
There was a gooseberry bush
I fed him milk from my breast
Gave him the ones I found best

Who is this boy?
What is the name of this sweet one?
Who is this boy?
What is this growing outside of me?
Is this a sign?
He must be mine
Gooseberry Boy

In the dusky daze of night
Is this the domicile of my dreams
Where we will live and dine so fine
Where we will love and vespershine?
Dear boy keeps asking around
Are you my father, my friend?
You are the blue in his eyes
You made his heart break twice

Deep down in the forest
There was a gooseberry bush
I fed him milk from my breast
Gave him the ones I found best

Who is this boy?
What is the name of this sweet one?
Who is this boy?
What is this growing outside of me?
Is this a sign?
He must be mine
Gooseberry Boy

Gooseberry Boy