[Verse 1]
Beneath the tinsel twilight skies
A changeling child with cinnamon eyes
Wends his way to a secret glade
And plays his pipe in a serenade
[Verse 2]
In and out of the spectral trees
Between the starlight burnished leaves
He strolls the speckled toadstool way
To join the elfin court in play
[Verse 3]
The brown owl hoots upon the oak
The foxes howl and the green frogs croak
As through the wood to a marvelous moon
He blows the notes of an elfin tune
[Verse 4]
Towards the moss-weed bridge he goes
Where burble-pebble water flows
Across the meadow up the hill
And on the wind I hear him still…