| Lyrics: | (HancockDenver)
Relatively speaking, you make me who I am. I need you exactly like the ocean
needs the land.
I need you like sunshine needs the shadows and the night,
I need you the way
love needs the savage hurtful fight.
Relatively speaking, I'm nothing without you,
You are
where I've been before, you are where I'm going to.
You are living out my dreams and you are all
my fears.
You evoke my laughter; you unleash every tear.
The rich ones need the poor
ones, the blind need those with sight.
Sinners need the pure of heart, the black ones need the
white.
Relatively speaking, the contrast makes it go. Every action taken is related in the
flow.
Stars and losers, kings and fools go dancing hand in hand.
Relatively speaking, you
make me who I am.
The sick ones need the well ones, the living need the dead.
Heaven
needs its hell, you know, and love needs lonely beds.
Relatively speaking, the contrast makes it
go. Every action taken is related in the flow.
Stars and losers, kings and fools go dancing hand
in hand.
Relatively speaking, you make me who I am, who I am. |
