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