Things that We Are Made Of

I remember driving d own the rutted roads late at n ight

Following the summer m oon bright as any pair of h eadlights

I felt the air on my f ace and the night pressed inside m y palm

A moment captured in a p lace this memory stays s trong

Oh my darling o h my love

The things that we are m ade of

And I remember feelin g I'm alive and in no need of s aviours

If the past's another c ountry I'm at the border with my p apers

Where is your heart if not insi de you where is home or are you l ost

Where is love if not bes ide you I had no answers but they l et me cross

Oh my darling o h my love

The things that we are made o f

Like the silence of my s hadow when the twilight world is c alling

The loneliness that knows m e by the cadence of my w alking

And the scar upon my e lbow and the sound of my own b reathing

My reflection in a w indow and the way I'm always l eaving

And I remember wishing for some other life than t his one I've claimed

How often I have been conv inced how eagerly I'd make that t rade

Then all at once I see your f ace and the summer night and the o pen door

Dimmer now but n ot erased and I know what these are f or

Oh my darling o h my love

The things that we are made of

JOAN BAEZ