You and I
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.
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.
Credits
Writer(s): Jonatha Brooke, Woody Guthrie
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