I'm making my bed I'm folding my laundry I'm cooking some breakfast I'm putting on coffee I'm working it out, concocting a theory For why I am so self-absorbed and self defeating I can't pin you down I cannot contain Or draw lines around you And give you a name But you carved out the canyons that wind through my brain I must climb for the rest of my life What do you do? What do you do? What do you do when you come face to face with the truth? Your love and my love are like apples and oranges The difference between which holds little importance To those who are starving But I am no poor man And you are your own tree But I am in love I am in love I am in love like the wind Like the wind loves the sea