I went to the Hermit of a Misty Mountain
Who lives in a cave above
And I asked this wise old man
Oh, Mr. Hermit, what is love?
He said love is a boat that sails to heaven
On a river that has no end
It's a magic carpet to the valley of dreams
There's love, my friend
So I asked this Hermit of a Misty Mountain
Who lives where the four winds blow
If I find this thing called love
Oh, Mr. Hermit
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 how you'll know
So I said to the Hermit of a Misty Mountain
If all of 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
Oh, Mr. Hermit, what is love?
And care for it tenderly
Oh, you'll be a Hermit on a Misty Mountain
A fool like me
A fool like me
Oh, you'll be a fool like me
A fool like me