You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome Slave to the hormone, body and soul In a struggle to be happy and free Swimming in a primitive sea You and I, we must dive below the surface A world of red neon, and ultramarine Shining bridges on the ocean floor Reaching to the alien shore For you and me - Sex is not a competition For you and me - Sex is not a job description For you and me - We agree You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes Color and culture, language and race Just variations on a theme Islands in a much larger stream For you and me - Race is not a competition For you and me - Race is not a definition For you and me - We agree Reaching for the alien shore You and I, we reject these narrow attitudes We add to each other, like a coral reef Building bridges on the ocean floor Reaching for the alien shore For you and me - We hold these truths to be self-evident For you and me - We'd elect each other president For you and me - We might agree But that's just us Reaching for the alien shore