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You
words and music by Roy Zimmerman
© 2004
(From "Homeland")
In the back room of the Eulipia cafe
With a rose between your teeth
And a smile that made the floor fall away
And start spinning underneath
And your eyes that seemed to know me well
Blue eyes that caught me when I fell
Was you...
You...
In the ancient Arizona motel
With my ring upon your hand
Breakin' my fever with an empathy spell
Singing "Winter Wonderland"
And your words to hang the world upon
From the lips I love to lay mine on
Was you...
You...
Through the hours of promise and pain
Long, dry, dustbowl days when the rain wouldn't come
Living for a true heart to give yours to
Was you...
You...
In the morning red brick patio of the angels
Haloed by a climbing rose
Rare and beautiful as San Francisco sunlight
And Arizona snows
With your longing heart so plain to see
It's pulling mine right out of me
It's you...
You...
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