You and me We sweat We slave We gamble recklessly as if a dagger in the dark
Me and you We misbehave We trample fecklessly upon the bladder of our hearts
But it’s a happy flower in the morning sun And it’ll keep perfuming when the morning’s done This ain’t no tacky flower in a masquerade And it’ll keep on blooming till it steals the shade Of the garden ‘neath our windowpane
You and me We leave We lie We’re running through the ramble off the road of sad goodbyes
Me and you We tease We try We’re cutting off the ample charms put forward from the skies
But it’s a happy flower in the morning sun And it’ll keep on glowing when the morning’s done And though our happy flower doesn’t make a sound Well it’ll keep growing till it fills the ground Of the garden ‘neath our windowpane