I would I were a robin's song borne upon the wind

Lilting light through morning bright

Soaring from the limb

And if I were that robin's song I'd soar without delay

And be the first thing that you hear

As you begin your day

I wish the Northern Lights were of a fabric apprehended

That from these earthbound human hands

Those lights could be suspended

I wish the northern lights were mine to hem and sew and weave

I'd make a cloak for you to wear

To keep you from the breeze

Oh all of the questions

All of the stars in the sky

Oh never the answers

Always the wondering why

I wish my hand could touch the place within your heart that's hidden

Go to you as if some ghost

That by you had been bidden

And though this world is touch and go I cannot but believe

Of all the things that touch us first

Love is the last to leave

Of all the things that touch us first