(Come 'ere then...)
Come little ones let us tell you a story
About a black sheep in a bold ancient land
Where most sheep were good but others were bad
And they huffed and they puffed 'till they made him feel
Sad
So he went to the mountains
Went to the sea
He opened his heart and breathed
Soft warm light fell upon
Two tired eyes
Time stood still and he cried
Back to the flock and he felt so alone
He dreamed of a friend and a place they'd call home
Nothing else mattered and no one else cared
Then out of the blue another black sheep appeared
And they went to the mountains
Went to the sea
Opened their hearts and breathed
Soft warm light fell on four
Loving warm eyes
Time stood still and they smiled
At the sun