Into the woods to wed the prince.

There were dangers, and confusions, and our paths would often swerve. There were constant disillusions, but we never lost our nerve. And we reached the right conclusions, and we got what we deserved.

Though it's fearful, though it's deep, though it's dark, and though you may lose the path--though you may encounter wolves-- you mustn't stop, you mustn't swerve, you mustn't ponder, you have to act!

To get your wish you go into the woods where nothing's clear. Where witches, ghosts, and wolves appear. Into the woods and through the fear you have to take the journey. Into the woods and down the dell. In vain, perhaps, but who can tell?

Into the woods to get the thing that makes it worth the journeying.

And happily ever after!