Fable

You can look in the forest

For a secret field,

For a golden arrow

For a prince to appear

For a fable of love that will last forever

You can look in the ruins

For a wishing well

For a magic apple

For a charioteer

For a fable of love that

Will carry you to a moon on a hill

To a hidden stream

A lagoon and a red horizon dream

Silhouettes set away from time forever

To a valley beyond our setting sun

Where waters shine and horses run

Where there's a man who looks

For you

But while you look

You're changing, turning

You're a well of wishes

A fallen apple

No, no love's a fake

Love's a fable

Just a painting on a ceiling

Just a children's fairy tale

Still we want to look and look

For the eyes on a bridge

In a pouring rain, not the eyes

But the part you can't explain

For the thing you could fall into forever

For the joy that you thought

You'd never know

For here at last, away you go

With a man who looks for you

If you find in the world

In the wide, wide world

That someone sings

That someone knows you

Love, love, love if you can

And be loved

Love if you can and be loved