From the album sunshine superman

I will bring you gold apples and grapes made of
rubies

That have shone in the eyes of a prince of the
breeze.

Bright cascading crystals, they danced in the
sand dunes

On the beach of no footprints to harpsichord
tunes.

A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace

Lies still in the magic of a timeless place.

One hundred small children, they laugh at the
white doves

That rest on their hands with the touch of love.

On a hillside of velvet the children they lay
down

And make fun of the grown-ups with their silly
frown.

And the sound of their laughter is the sound of
the green sea

As it washed around the foot of the seashell
tree.

The doves circle over and land in the trees

Where parrots are talking their words with such
ease.

Thus spoke three wizards to the young ones that
day:

There's sadness in the kingdom, make it go far
away.

If you follow the sunbeams through the valley of
flowers

To the palace of the White Queen with its white
jade towers.

The youngest, she sighed then the clouds drew
away

And a hundred small fingers scratched their heads
in dismay.

>From out of the sun a giant gull came flying

And the children got ready to sit on its wings.

They waved to the raindrops as they soared over
the trees

The wind tossed their hair high, flashing gold on
the sea.

They came to the castle and there they did fall,

And they saw all the sadness, through the crystal
wall.

A princess lay a-sleeping so gentle and kind

Whilst her prince took to battle with his
confused mind.

The clash of bright metal brought the children
fear,

But their cloaks of blue satin dried up all of
these tears.

Thus children held hands and they spelled out
their name

All the golden children became a golden chain.

It lies on a white throne in a magic place

With a tunic of velvet and a gown of white lace.

My sword, it lies broken and cast in a lake

In a dream I was told that my princess would
wake.