Well I am torn between two worlds A vagabond without a home of my own I find it hard to believe much of what I hear It's all a dissonant chord ringing in my ear So where, where do I turn for peace? It's you my darling, it's you my dear Our love runs deep like an ocean blue And there is not a living soul that can take that away from me or you I wish I was an ignorant fool full of bliss Not a questioning soul amiss I wish I was a flower gusting in the warm, warm winds And happiness was defined with an unconscious mind So where, where do I turn for peace? It's you my darling, it's you my dear Our love runs deep like an ocean blue And there is not a living soul that can take that away from me or you The truth is that I am happy I suppose. I know there are days I think I might fold. I have everything I could ever need. It's you my darling, it's you my dear Our love runs deep like an ocean blue And there is not a living soul that can take that away from me or you