WHO YOU ARE

Sunday morning rain, lying here alone
Wonder what you’re doing as I dial the telephone
I know you’re busy working so I call a friend I knew
She listens while I tell her what I’d rather share with you

But that’s who you are, that’s what you do
But this waiting while you come back makes me drift away from you
That’s who you are, that’s what you do
And though I work so hard --to try to understand
That’s who you, so that’s what I do

Friday evening comes, lookin’ forward to the band
But your body needs to rest from work done on the land
I hear the words you’re saying, I know how tired you are
So I tuck my hopes in early and I turn off my old car

CHORUS

The week night comes around, you want to take me out
It’s my turn to be running, to go off and work myself
Our lives, once filled with romance, have shifted course once more
To one who’s coming in – while the other’s out the door

But that’s who you are and that’s who I am
In this busy world we live in… can we ever meet again?
But that’s who you are and that’s who I am
We both have dreams inside us -- so we try to understand
That’s who you are, that’s who I am…
Yes, that’s who you are, and that’s who I am.