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
And 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