My wise man, my fairy man,
Shaman of the woods
I don’t need to tell you what to do
Your well of wisdom lies within
Your heart knows more
than your mind can think of

As wise is the man who feels deep
Who dreams with his eyes wide open
Who can see the tiny details on the ground
The big picture in the sky
Who can foresee
what is yet out of sight
But what is written in the stars

Who can hear the whisper in the wind
that comes to bring his music
Who can read what I wrote him in his heart

Wise, as you taught me the most valuable lesson
You taught me how to love
A love that is wise in itself