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