I would like to write a song That is so vibrant and so intimate That the earth would adopt it As if it had sprung like the stream From the land's memory As if no one had written it but life itself And my song would travel along From bird to wing, to tree To breeze to heart to breath to song Because a song belongs to everyone Like the spring
I would like to write a song That is so vibrant and so intimate That the earth would adopt it As if it had sprung like the stream From the land's memory As if no one had written it but life itself And my song would travel along From bird to wing, to tree To breeze to heart to breath to song Because a song belongs to everyone Like the spring
