Who Do You Think I Am

I am not on top of a mountain and 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