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 Silhouette set away from time forever To a valley beyond the setting sun Where waters shine and horses run Where there's a man who looks for you But while you look you are changing, turning You're a well of wishes You're 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 you have 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 arms you could fall into forever For the joy that you thought you'd never know For here at last away you go To a man who looks for you If you find in the world In the wide, wide world That someone sees That someone knows you Love Love Love if you can, Oh, my Clara Love if you can And be loved May it last forever Clara The light in the piazza