There was a boy A very strange, enchanted boy With pockets full of river stones, And songs he hummed to willow trees They say he wandered very far Very far, over land and sea Through silver storms and fields of fire, Where mountains leaned to hear him breathe A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he His quiet gaze could calm the sky, And teach the birds a softer key And then one day A magic day he passed my way The sun stood still upon his face, The wind fell silent on the lea And while we spoke of many things Fools and kings, this he said to me Of broken crowns and empty gold, Of hearts that drift and hearts that see "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return" The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return And when the daylight fades to blue, His echo lingers in the fern: The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is still to love and be loved in return
