The Hermit of Misty Mountain

I went to a hermit of misty mountain who lives in a cave above
And I asked this wise old man
Oh Mr hermit what is a love
He said love is a boat that sails
To heaven on a river that has no end
Its a magic carpet to the valley of dreams
That's a love my friend
So I asked this hermit of a misty mountain
Who lives where the cold winds blow
If I find this thing called love
Oh Mr hermit how will I know
He said you'll see the sun
When it isn't shining and the stars when they don't glow
And you'll hear songs when there ain't no singing
That's a-how you'll know
So I said to a hermit of misty mountain before these things are true
When I find this thing called love
Oh Mr hermit what do I do
He said treasure this love much more
Than gold and care for it tenderly
Or you'll be a hermit on a misty mountain
A fool like me
A fool like me
Aaaw you'll be a fool like me
A fool like me