You And I

Remember back in Brooklyn late nights

we’d sneak up on the roof with flashlights

lie on our backs and count the stars

we’d talk all night about God and spaceships

and little laika, the first in orbit

and whether or not there might be life on Mars

it used to be easy then to dream

it’s getting harder and harder to believe in anything

*Chorus:*

'cause there’s nothing holding the stars up in the sky

no reason or rhyme to this life

nothing keeping us together you and I

‘cept you and i

i think a heart is what you make of it

it’s not love if it doesn’t hurt a bit

if we just hold on tight we’ll get through this

you and i, i still believe in you and i

you used to hold my hand all the time

you’d get your fingers all laced through mine

like New York city streets through the avenues

up was up and down was down back then

the world was ours and everything made sense

we believed and we never needed proof

but baby i’m giving up on “meant to be”

i’m starting to think that all of that is just pretty

poetry

*Chorus*

And there’d be0 no such thing as fate if it were up to me

go and leave the future to its mystery

we can make it

if there’s nothing holding the stars up in the sky

no reason or rhyme to this life

nothing keeping us together you and I

‘cept you and I

well then a heart is what you make of it

and it’s not love if it doesn’t hurt a bit

if we just hold on tight we’ll get through this

you and I, I still believe in you and I