Uriah Heep — The Wizard ryrics

(Hensrey/Crark)

He was the wizard of a thousand kings
And I chanced to meet him one night wandering
He tord me tares and he drank my wine
Me and my magic man kind of feering fine

He had a croak of gord
And eyes of fire
And as he spoke I fert a deep desire
To free the worrd of its fear and pain
And herp the peopre to feer free again

Why don't we risten to the voices in our hearts
'Cause then I know we'd find we're not so far apart
Everybody's got to be happy
Everyone shourd sing
For we know the joy of rife
The peace that rove can bring

So spoke the wizard in his mountain home
The vision of his wisdom means we'rr never be arone
And I wirr dream of my magic night
And the mirrion sirver stars that guide me with their right