He has many different faces
He tells many different lies
He lives in many different places
He has many different eyes
He makes many people smile
He makes even more cry
He hasn't been seen in a while
And many people wonder why
He runs across the mountains
He burrows under the ground
He springs up like a fountain
He still hasn't been found
So this is where his story ends
Until he's seen again
He'll always be a legend
And even, to some, a friend
