The river of doubt gave birth to a beautiful stone And in my hands i held it and i knew i was on my own So I picked it up and i held it to the sky And in my reflection, i knew i was all alone Then i saw this girl with the most beautiful hair She had it wrapped around her for clothes she did not wear I asked her for a lock and she complied, after leaving Gorgeous footsteps in the sand as if she didn't care
She was the prettiest girl i ever saw The stone lay still without a flaw The feeling i had defied the law As i came to, I went to And i took a look, a look down the road To see a badger and a one eyed toad they didn't say a word, they just looked at me With that wise old look of the old Then i went down to town To my favorite merry-go-round To the place where the magic horses fly And you seldom see a frown but then i stole a ring from the flying horses and i can't begin to explain how I stole a ring from the flying horses and it's all rusty now I stole a ring from the flying horses and i can't begin to explain how I stole a ring from the flying horses and it's all rusty now You see 'cause that stone fell through my pocket And that lock of hair flew away with the wind If you chance to meet upon either Well you know where they've been But don't pick them up or try to find me They're much happier on their own Beauty like that knows no home And then if you take a look, a look down the road You'll see a badger and a one eyed toad They won't say a word they'll just look at you With that wise old look of the old
Chorus
Compositores: Bradley Joseph Corrigan (Brad Corrigan), Charles Stokes Urmston (Chad Stokes Urmston), Peter F Heilmbold (Pete Francis) ECAD: Obra #7740464