You are my high road, I am your low road

I am your city, you are my town

I am your northland, you are my southland

I am your teardrops, you be my clown



You are my fast horse, you are my high prize

I am your fingers, you are my hands

You are my sunshine, I am your starlight

I am your woman, and you are my man



You and I... You and I



You are my firefly, I am your nighthawk

You are my dance, I am your song

You are my canyon, I am your cliff rock

We are the right, and we are the wrong



I am your midnight, midnight, dark night

I am your heaven, I am your hell

You are my dreams, and you are my visions

I live in steeples, and you live in bells



You and I... You and I



You are the sound of myself in the light

That calls to myself that gets lost in the dark

My tangle and whirl, my lostness and foundness

You are my ocean, you are my heart...



I'll kiss your wild winds, you kiss my rainstorms

I'll kiss your flowers, you fill my vase

I'll be your tall drink, and I'll be your clear think

You be my future, and I'll kiss your past



You be my wings spread, you be my high head

I'll be your apple, and you be my plum

You be my work day, I'll be your always

I'll be your stiff wind blowing you home



You and I... You and I... You and I ...You and I



You are the sound of myself in the light

That calls to myself that gets lost in the dark

My tangle and whirl, my lostness and foundness

You are my ocean, you are my heart.