The hero rode a white horse
   Across the desert to where his woman was
   He'd been riding for four days
   When he saw the tower, where she was locked
   In the moonlight
   He left his old steed, near the drawbridge
   That he crossed, and by way of a rope ladder
   He tip-toed, to where his woman was.

   If I recall, you're the actor who followed the stars
   Searching for the Lost City of Mars
   Hoping time could heal the scars
   Knowing fate held no bars
   Those that knew you always said that you'd go far
   Are you the one, who I think you are?

   Are you the hero or are you the madman?

   The madman climbed the steeple spire
   "Go higher!", said the crowd from down below
   "But... the world is on fire" cried the madman from the steeple spire
   "You're a liar!" cried the crowd from down below
   The madman climbed the steeple spire
   And let a crystal ball tear fall on the crowd down below.

   If I recall you're the actor, who took to the stage
   Set the world ablaze, with your anger and your rage
   With every new leaf, you turned & wrote a new page
   Cleverly concealing your real age
   Those that knew you were always quite amazed
   Are you the one who can take this praise?

   "You're the only one who can save us"
   Said the wizard, "or all is lost".

From:

Philip,
Pippen Publishers,
1977