He stood one day alone upon a mountain
Where a small brook gave birth to a stream~
He looked into the clearest water there
And thought about his life long dream~
He had always wished for love so true
And there upon this day~
He picked a handful of smallest leaves
Threw them in and watched them float away~
He then gave a wishful prayer
That they would together float on down~
To the one that would love him so
And one day wear his wedding gown~
Somewhere away so very far away
Away down where the stream became a river~
Hopefully she would see the leaves
And then fate would true love deliver~
Just a soul away high upon a mountain
That had wished for only love to know~
And only with a handful of leaves
He set his all heart felt wishes go~
The leaves they slowly floated away
And on downward within the stream~
Nobody knows if he believed or not
That those leaves would find his only dream~
That was ever so long long ago
On a high mountain during fall it's so~
And many many leaves would float that way
Slowly heading down to the sea below~
It does not matter all so very much
If he believed or not the leaves would find~
That one true love he'd always dreamed of
As his wish had been sown from his heart,soul and mind~
They say that he still does go where high waters flow
Up where a brook becomes a stream~
And that is where so high up in the purest air
Is the rightful place to give birth to a dream~
And on it's so the story still goes
Those often searching go so very high above~
Away up upon a mountain near a born brook
In their search for real true love~
He had wished for love so high above
Somehow I feel he may have found it too~
He only ever wished for love
A love so rare, so real ,so true~