Artist, finding your brush then you paint my days   Holding my thoughts as they fade away   Knowing inside we are one, one      Poet, jotting the words that will light my ways   Slicing the bread that will be my pay   Knowing inside we are free, free      And all the endless pasts wouldn't spill the time   Our friendship lasts   Wouldn't you be mine   We'll make it through our ways      Believer, holding my hand as I walk alone   Believing where I stand and then I'm shown   Deep down inside we are one,   As we love our home      Keeper, knowing the words to the songs I sing   Smiling at me and my foolish things   Knowing inside we are one, one      Artist, finding your brush then you paint my ways   Holding my thoughts as they fade away   Knowing inside we are one, one      Lover, sharing the fruits from the tree of life   Knowing you'll care for me all my life   Knowing inside we are one, one      And all the endless pasts wouldn't spill the time   Our friendship lasts   Wouldn't you be mine   We'll make it through our ways.