Verse 1 Whose woods these are I think I know, His house is in the village though. He will not see me stopping here, To watch his woods fill up with snow. Chorus Softly fall, the flakes tonight, Silver hush in pale moonlight. Peace so deep I can barely breathe, The quiet keeps its hold on me. Verse 2 My little horse must think it queer, To stop without a farmhouse near, Between the woods and frozen lake, The darkest evening of the year. Chorus Softly fall, the flakes tonight, Silver hush in pale moonlight. Peace so deep I can barely breathe, The quiet keeps its hold on me. Bridge The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Final Chorus Softly fall, the flakes tonight, Silver hush in fading light. Miles to go, but here I’ll stay— At least until the break of day.