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There once was a stranger,
and he was lost.
He made a decision,
which came at a cost.
He looked at his house,
and he left there alone,
he needed to run,
to escape from his home.

There once was a stranger,
and he was happy.
He kissed you goodbye,
and said he'd be snappy.
He'd come back to you soon,
with more money then sense!
And you'd never be sad,
lonely, angry or tense.

There once was a stranger,
and he was in trouble.
He just couldn't enter
his positive bubble.
He tried and he tried
but he couldn't get in,
there was not a trace,
of a crime or a sin.

There once was a stranger,
and he was alone.
He flew to the mountains
but never did phone,
he didn't ever contact,
let say he was OK,
he threw his life to the valley,
and proclaimed, 'COME WHAT MAY'.

There once was a stranger,
you couldn't despise,
his look was captivating,
and full of surprise.
He called to the people,
chanting below,
that he loved it so much!
He never would go!

There still is a stranger,
lost and alone,
but he's the happiest stranger
I've ever known.
He sits on his mountain
and rules it with care,
I can hear him calling!
I'm on my way there!