I remember driving down      the rutted roads late at night    Following the summer moon    bright as any pair of headlights    I felt the air on my face    and the night pressed inside my palm A moment captured in a place    this memory stays strong    Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love The things that we are made of     And I remember feeling      I'm alive and in no need of saviours   If the past's another country    I'm at the border with my papers    Where is your heart if not inside you    where is home or are you lost Where is love if not beside you    I had no answers but they let me cross    Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love The things that we are made of         Like the silence of my shadow    when the twilight world is calling The loneliness that knows me    by the cadence of my walking And the scar upon my elbow    and the sound of my own breathing My reflection in a window    and the way I'm always leaving                     And I remember wishing      for some other life than this one I've claimed  How often I have been convinced    how eagerly I'd make that trade Then all at once I see your face    and the summer night and the open door Dimmer now but not erased    and I know what these are for         Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love Oh my darling oh my love The things that we are made of