you be the course and i'll be the verse you go through
you be the dynamite of the walls that we take apart
you be my walker and stay with me when i go frail
you be the wind and direct me like a sail
you be John Lennon and i'll be the world that he sees
sweet midsummer night with you in my life
with you in my life
I'll be the vase and you be the comfort I hold
you be stranded and i'll bring you in from the cold
I'll be Teresa and you be her hands to the poor
you be train tracks and i'll never leave you for long
you be the new land, and i'll put a home in your arms
you be the coffee that brings me to life in the cold winter blues
i'll be your lady and you'll be my man through and through
