words and music by Arlo Guthrie



My love. You're like the wind on the run

I never know where you are coming from

I wasn't easily won



My love I saw you first long ago

I didn't think then - now I know

How long it took love to grow



Oh babe. I long to hold you at night

We two together are so right

You make the darkness so bright



My love. We've had one hell of a time

And we've got over our crying

And we've come out of this fine



Because when two loves grow old

There can be no denying

That their love may soon grow colder

Yet that's when we started trying



Oh babe. This love we have must be for real

We've overcome, now it's sealed

I know if s something you feel



My love. You're like the wind on the run

I didn t know where you were coming from

I wasn't easily won