Herne lived alone, lived alone in a wood
Staring at swallows, wishing he could
Join their migration from flower to flower
Finally deciding to rest on some bower
With another
With another
Herne lifts his head and the Red Kite goes drifting by
Suddenly in love with something that caught her eye
Something that’s shining so bright in the sunlight
Let’s hope we never lose that thing
that shines in the sunlight ever again
Only one Herne and not enough wood
Climbed up the bower and atop it he stood
Called down the Red Kite from high up above
Come land down here and be my love
Forever
Forever
Red Kite flies down (he’s waited his life for this)
Whispers to Herne something, whispers, and then a kiss
Something that’s shining so bright in the sunlight
Let’s hope we never lose that thing
that shines in the sunlight ever again
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite
Herne and the Red Kite