Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth, or any orginal characters or anything of the songs.
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One look at love and you may see It weaves a web over mystery,
All ravelled threads can rend apart For hope has a place in the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.
They both were gazing at eachother.
No one had made a move.
No one had said a thing.
They didnt know what to say.
Couldnt find the words.
But to both, it felt right.
Whispering world, a sigh of sighs,
The ebb and the flow of the ocean tides.
One breath, one word may end or may start A hope in a place of the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.
"What is this, am I dead?" sarah asked.
Jareth took a step closer.
Look to love you may dream,
And if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free
"I dont believe so." jareth reassured.
"I think that we're dreaming" he said.
"Yes, that makes sense" sarah said.
"Since that is where I usually see you." she added.
"Where is that?" jareth questioned.
"In my dreams". Sarah whispered.
Under the heavens we journey far,
On roads of life we're the wanderers,
So let love rise, so let love depart,
Let hope have a place in the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.
After a few minutes of an unbroken gaze, they took a look around of where they were at.
"Its so beautiful" Sarah beemed.
"Yes this is my favorite place" Jareth said.
"You've been here before?" sarah asked.
"Yes these are my private gardens, in the Labyrinth." he said.
"I am the goblin king and this is my kingdom." he added.
Sarah was taken back a bit.
After all, the Labyrinth is her favorite story.
She couldnt belive all this was happening.
There was something odd about this encounter.
It hadn't ended.
They both knew it, and were confused.
"Well then, instead of just standing here clueless, why dont we go back
to my castle and get some answers." Jareth casually suggested.
He offered her his hand.
She was not afraid.
In fact she felt entirely safe and secure for the first time in awhile.
"That would be nice" she answered.
and with that she placed her hand in his.
Look to love and you may dream,
And if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
authors note: Ok, I'm back. I havent written in a looong time, and now I kinda have no direction for this story. I'll think of something though. Please Read and review.!!