David Livingstone

You be a mystery and I will uncover the truth You be the and I'll be the verse to go through You be the dynamite blasting away at the walls we take apart You be Dave Livingstone and I'll be his African heart You be my walker and stay with me as I grow frail You be the wind and direct me when I lose the sail You be the resonance pulsing through every nerve that fails my knees And you be John Lennon and I'll be the word that he sees Sweet midsummer nights With you in my life With you in my life (Interlude) You be a flask and I'll be the comfort you hold You can be stranded and I'll bring you in from the cold You be the ambulance racing you back down that old familiar road You be Theresa and I'll be your hands to the poor Sweet midsummer nights You're in my life You are in my life You be a train track, and I'll never leave you for long You be the new land, and I'll plot my home in your arms You be the coffee that brings me to life in the early winter blue You be my lady and I'll be your man through and through You be my lady and I'll be your man through and through