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... It's 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 thru "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..."