It’s bedtime on the mountains of the moon
You walk with unicorns and dragons in your sleep
As you look around with wand’ring mercury eyes
Do you wonder where you’re going young Joey
Will you fly with polar bears through winter skies
And ride white horses on a sparkling sea
Will you dance all night under a silver moon
To the music that you hear upon the breeze
Will you walk through bluebell woods on your way home
And call at Granny’s sometimes for your tea
Will you look up as a skylark sings
Do you wonder where you’re going young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
Will you have picnics by the river with your friends
On summer evenings when the air’s like new mown hay
Will love set diamonds sparkling in your eyes
When you wake up will you welcome each new day
Will good fortune be the currency you hold
And kindness be the coinage you trade
Will the poet’s words set fire inside your heart
And the singer make you feel like you’ve been saved
Will you hear foxes barking in the dead of night
Will it fill your heart and set your spirit free
Will that spirit fly with eagles in the sun
Do you wonder where you’re going young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
Will you find the quiet corners in your heart
Will your dog walk alongside you as a friend
Will you follow badger footprints in the snow
And will you find the wild wood at the journey’s end
Do you wonder where you’re going young Joey
As the road unrolls before you like a dream
I pray you travel with your head held high
And I wonder where you’re going young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
Young Joey, young Joey
