words and music by Arlo Guthrie
My love. You're like the wind on the run
I never know where you are coming from
I wasn't easily won
My love I saw you first long ago
I didn't think then - now I know
How long it took love to grow
Oh babe. I long to hold you at night
We two together are so right
You make the darkness so bright
My love. We've had one hell of a time
And we've got over our crying
And we've come out of this fine
Because when two loves grow old
There can be no denying
That their love may soon grow colder
Yet that's when we started trying
Oh babe. This love we have must be for real
We've overcome, now it's sealed
I know if s something you feel
My love. You're like the wind on the run
I didn t know where you were coming from
I wasn't easily won