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


But that's just us...
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, race is not a competition

For you and me, sex is not a definition
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