Baker's Wife You've changed. You're daring. You're different in the woods. More sure. More sharing. You're getting us through the woods. If you could see- You're not the man who started, And much more openhearted Than I knew You to be. Baker It takes two. I thought one was enough, It's not true: It takes two of us You came through When the journey was rough. It took you. It took two of us. It takes care. It takes patience and fear and despair To change. Though you swear To change, Who can tell if you do? It takes two. Baker's Wife You've changed. You're thriving. There's something about the woods. Not just Surviving. You're blossoming in the woods. At home I'd fear We'd stay the same forever. And then out here- You're passionate Charming, Considerate, Clever- Baker It takes one To begin, but then once You've begun, It takes two of you. It's no fun, But what needs to be done You can do When there's two of you. If I dare, It's because I'm becoming Aware of us As a pair of us, Each accepting a share Of what's there. Both We've changed. We're strangers. I'm meeting you in the woods. Who minds What dangers? I know we'll get past the woods. And once we're past, Lets' hope the changes last Beyond woods, Beyond witches and slippers and hoods, Just the two of us- Beyond lies, Safe at home with out beautiful prize, Just the few of us. It takes trust. It takes just A bit more And we're done. We want four, We had none. We've got three. We need one. It takes two.