I don't know who you arenYou caught my eye from afarnnYou're the clear winter skynI'm a cloudnI'm the snow set to flynYou're the groundnThis might not be so very truenBut this is me and that is younnTell me that you have heard this too:nYou're too good to be truennYou're the clear inner eyenI'm a shroudnI'm the tears that won't drynWhen you're proudnThis could be a white lienBut there you are and here am InYou're the clear winter skynYou're the groundnCross my heart, hope to dienThere you are and so am InnYou're the wind giving speednTo my kitenI'm the toy that will straynFrom your sightnYou're the truth, searching seernI'm the lienYou're the surgeonnSo open my eyes