I thought I could find you
If I walked through a snow storm
As if you were hiding
Under white piles of snow

And I thought I could find you
If I sat through a rain storm
As if you were made of
The same stuff as lightning

And I thought I could find you
If I held onto an ice cube
As if you would be there
When my hand opened

And I thought I could find you
If I never closed my eyes
As if you might flash
Like a camera

Because you are made of the softest parts of snow
And the quiet sound of rain
And the warm stuff that melts the ice cube
And the force that moves the waves

And I thought I could find you