He was the wizard of a thousand kings
and I chanced to meet him one night wandering.
He told me tales, and he drank my wine
me and my magic man kinda feelin' fine.
He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire
and as he spoke I felt a deep desire
to free the world from it's fear and pain
and help the people to feel free again.
Why don't we listen to the voices in our hearts
'cause then I know we'd find that we're not so far apart.
Everybody's got to be happy. Everyone should sing
for we know the joy of life, the peace that love can bring.
So spoke the wizard in his mountain home.