Fable (From "The Light in the Piazza")

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 the setting sun

Where waters shine and horses run

Where there's a man who looks for you

That's why you're looking, you're 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 and look and look and look

And look and look and 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 can 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