From the recording Blind Spot
Mike Green: vocal, acoustic guitar
Bill Edwards: nylon string guitar, harmony vocal, programmed drums and bass
Lyrics
Not love at first sight, but it didn’t take much time
You thought I was impossible, I knew that you were kind
When we fell, we fell real hard, it was all so foolish and sublime
The differences between us all went up in smoke
You’d start to say, “If I were you,” ‘til it became our joke
I thought it was a dream but you were still right there each time that I awoke
We were joined at the hip, and joined at the heart that we called home, we called home
Two sides of a coin, the front, the back
Without a plan, without much thought, we followed the same track
That track went on for long enough, ‘til one day we could not find our way back
Still joined at the hip, uncertain of the heart that we called home, we called home
There were mountains you needed to climb
Restless and walking on eggshells
Riddles for me to unwind
Our stories weren't gonna write themselves
No longer that young couple together all the time
But it’s still a little thrill when you put your hand in mine
The clouds depart, the breeze begins, and all those pretty stars begin to shine
Not joined at the hip, but joined at the heart that we call home, we call home