call me by these names

ooh...
i wouldn't mind being called Drizzle,
shower the world with love so purple!
i wouldn't mind being called Crystal,
i'll do my best to shine and glimmer,
oh what of being called Summer?
whilst i sing and dance under the sun,
i don't mind being called Thunder either,
I want to roar so loud and strong,
and also be the comfort that follows,
Or call me Hope of sunshine and rainbows,
to lift up every spirit that needs lifting,
Oh call me the Sea, or the Moon or the Stars,
I wanna be called the Sky that holds them all,
or the Ground that holds when you fall,
Call me the Beginning or the End,
I can be both and even stick in the middle,
oh call me the Black of the colours,
I will only coat those that needs coating,
Yet of those i wouldn't mind being called,
call me by those names that you heed,
Drizzle or Hope, I'll be whatever you need.