It's good to be yellow leaves
Near a road
And follow the wind;
It's good to be wayward wind,
Weave myself around you.
Hold me and don't let me go.
Who then, if not you,
Will recognize my steps on the snow?
Who then, if not you,
Will overcome my fear to hear only silence?
It's good to be a fiery bird
And tear apart your nets.
Hold me and don't let me go.
Who then, if not you,
Will recognize my steps on the snow?
Who then, if not you,
Will overcome my fear to hear only silence?
Who then, if not you,
Will light my will to live again?
Who then, if not you?
There are no others for me in the world.
And you are my
And you are my force
I asked Mother Earth to give me you.
Let me into your heart.
Let me in.
Who then, if not you,
Will recognize my steps on the snow?
Who then, if not you,
Will overcome my fear to hear only silence?
Who then, if not you,
Will light my will to live again?
Who then, if not you?
There are no others for me in the world.