There Are Trees, There Are Clouds Many Shadows And
Crowds There Are Dreams, There Are Doubts There Are
Whispers And Shouts And The Snow, It Formed A
Crown Upon The Silver Mountain Cape But There′s Only
One Thing That I Need Send A Glass, Stained
With Red Birds With Porcelain Wings And A House
Filled With Books That Nobody Reads So Many Things
Will Fill My Life But Only One Will Do
It Is You, It Is You, It Is You
And The Sun Will Sing Its Song And The
Moon Will Always Mellow And Each Day As My
Life Goes On It Has All Been A Ruin
Without You Broken Bells, Try To Chime Guitar
With No Strings Pearls In The Sink That Will
Never See Rings All The Answers In The World
They Need A Reason To Be True It Is
You It Is You Do My Best On
My Own To See The Beauty Abound Glass Of
Wine On My Desk When You're Not Around I′ve
Learned That There's A Key Inside And Only One
Will Do It Is You It Is You It
Is You