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 casting 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 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