For you I sing the light that brings the voices of the children Of golden leaves, on bending trees, the wind that blows them over Across the hills and canyons wide, to touch the water flowing And all along the mountain sides beyond the fields of clover For you I sing the colors bright dancing on the rainbow That moves across the darkened sky; the bridge that crosses over To all the places we have been, to those whose love has carried - Us like the birds who rise on wings through the clouds and over For you I sing the light that brings the voices of the children For you I sing the colors bright dancing on the rainbow For you I sing, for you I sing For you I sing the rainbow