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