i want to be yours

When the snow melts away
with the color of the sun
I want to be the green of your spring

When the night is lighted up
with the music of the moon
I want to be the word of what you sing

When the cascades fall down
with the glass of the sky
I want to be the crystal of your ring

And when the wind opens up
with the flight of love
I want to be the feather of your wing