I am not under the ground
 I am not spilling over the edges
 And I am not easily found
 I am not in shelter from the winter
 When your head is buried in the sand
 Why do the secret sellers explain things
 Things I already understand

 And who do you think I am
 Yes you who do you think I am

 Once when I was flying past the steeple
 The bells were ringing in my ears
 And I was counting the broken hearted people
 And I was following their tears
 I am not sinking in the sadness
 I am not throwing bitter stones
 I do not worry who will mind me
 I am not dancing alone

 But you who do you think I am
 Yes you who do you say I am

 Is it winter where you are
 Try to find me if you can
 When it's over it's never over
 And when it's empty it's never gone
 I am in silence gone from danger
 Far away is the forgotten one
 I am headed from that distant lighthouse
 I am twisting towards the sun
 I wrap around me all your goodness
 If I go that way am I the only one

 But you who do you think I am
 Yes you who do you say I am