Who Do You Think I Am - Joan Baez

I am not on top of a mountain and

I am not under the ground

I am not spilling over the edges and

I am not easily found

I am not in a shelter from the winter

When your head is buried in the sand

Why do the secret sellers explain things

Things I already understand

And who do you think I am

Yes you who do you say I am

Once when I was flying past the steeple

The bells were ringing in my ears

And I was counting the broken-hearted people

And I was following their tears

I am not sinking in the sadness

I am not throwing bitter stones

I do not worry who will mind me

I am not dancing alone

But you who do you think I am

Yes you who do you say I am

Is it winter where you are

Try to find me if you can

When it’s over it’s never over

And when it’s empty it’s never gone

I am in silence gone from danger

Far away is the forgotten one

I am headed from that distant lighthouse

I am twisting towards the sun

I wrap around me all your goodness

If I go that way am I the only one

But you who do you think I am

Yes you who do you say I am