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