| We were searching so hard to find you, | |
| Among the foliage and plants | |
| you were so hard to see, | |
| But I know. | |
| You were there just casting your shadows, | |
| A lonely spark in the breeze | |
| could only light up the trees, | |
| If you're near. | |
| But maybe, you were so hard to see, | |
| cuz you could hardly be, | |
| Just casing those shadows the way that you do. | |
| Or maybe, a lonely spark in the breeze | |
| is all this poor man needs, | |
| To pick up his spirits when he's getting old. | |
| Oh yeah. | |
| Oh maybe, the shadows fall on my soul | |
| and wrap my mind's eye with gold, | |
| and the magic is changing the way that I see, | |
| Or maybe, I'll finally finish the deed | |
| and plant this lonely seed, | |
| with my white hair | |
| just floating away in the breeze. | |
| And you'll see my magic casting a spell | |
| on every poor man until, | |
| his pockets are full and his hunger is fed. |
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