There are trees
There are clouds
Many shadows and crowds
There are dreams
There are doubts
There are whispers and shoutsAnd the snow it forms a crown
Upon the silvered mountain king
But there's only one thing that I needSandy glass stained with red
Birds with porcelain wings
In a house filled with books
That nobody readsSo 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 youBroken bells try to chime
Guitar with no strings
Pearls in the sea that will never see rings
All the answers of the world
They need a reason to be true
It is you, it is you, it is youDo my best on my own
To see the beauty abound
Glass of wine at 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