| Walking out alone |
| The night fits like a stone inside a boot heel |
| Hot and cold winds blow |
| No one ís here to know the way I feel |
| The corner I once knew brings me into view again |
| So I could stay out late, find new bones to break |
| But then I’d be dragging home admitting |
| I am because You are I am |
| I recognize clearly I see |
| I am because You are I am |
| I am in You and You are in me |
| Spent too many days devising many ways trying to escape you |
| Played too many roles |
| Dug too many holes just big enough to fall into |
| And I could linger here, hoping to disappear in excuses |
| Come morning shining face |
| I’d be crawling to the place |
| I call home, where first you cut me loose |
| I am because You are I am |
| I recognize clearly I see |
| I am because You are I am |
| I am in You and You are in me |
| The places that I’ve carried You, I wouldn’t take a dog |
| Stop and calmly think of that |
| Tear this church down to its cornerstone |
| And build it up again |
| Build me up again |
| I am because You are I am |
| I recognize clearly I see |
| I am because You are I am |
| I am in You and You are in me |