Saw him runnin' through the Western Wood

A very rare sight to see

He can make your wishes good

If brought into captivity



So hi-ho away we go

Off to capture our wish

Hi low the white stag goes

Slippery as a fish



Dismount your horse and off to where

We lost him through the thicket

We lost our hope and our wish lies bare

And now we'll never find it



I feel like I've been here before

This feeling, I can't shake it

A tree of iron from the world before

With a lantern on it



Oh lamp post



Narnia, Narnia



Something is happening in me...