David Livingstone

You be a mystery and I will uncover the truth
 You be the and I'll be the verse to go through
 You be the dynamite blasting away at the walls we take apart
 You be Dave Livingstone and I'll be his African heart
 You be my walker and stay with me as I grow frail
 You be the wind and direct me when I lose the sail
 You be the resonance pulsing through every nerve that fails my knees
 And you be John Lennon and I'll be the word that he sees
 Sweet midsummer nights
 With you in my life
 With you in my life
 (Interlude)
 You be a flask and I'll be the comfort you hold
 You can be stranded and I'll bring you in from the cold
 You be the ambulance racing you back down that old familiar road
 You be Theresa and I'll be your hands to the poor
 Sweet midsummer nights
 You're in my life
 You are in my life
 You be a train track, and I'll never leave you for long
 You be the new land, and I'll plot my home in your arms
 You be the coffee that brings me to life in the early winter blue
 You be my lady and I'll be your man through and through
 You be my lady and I'll be your man through and through