When I was you and you were me, I had a cat and an apartment.
In the loneliness department, I put in overtime.
Worked every night and every weekend until I dove into the deep end and I broke your heart in two
When you were me and I was you.
When you were me and I was you, in southern France, we ran a cafe.
During the war, we fled to Calais, and then to Monreal.
For 60 years, or maybe longer, you clung to me. Guess I was stronger.
But your heart never left Le Puy when I was you and you were me.
It doesn’t matter if you think it’s not true.
Every molecule that’s making up you
Comes together and it breaks apart too
Again and again and again and again.
The leaves that fall become the earth beneath the trees and in the spring they get turned back into the leaves.
I tried telling you in small ways.
You only live always.
When I was you and you were me, I only lived once as a soldier.
And so I only got to hold you for a little while.
The battlefield, alone in Zion, I said your name as I lay dying with the final breath I drew
When you were me and I was you.