You Know

You know things that I could only dream
About things that I do dream about
You know light and beauty and art
And I know darkness and doubt
I need someone who'll appreciate the beauty
For what it is, and not for what it does
A pretty flower, or a picture, or a dream
Is as important as machines that clunk and buzz
Beauty and function, lightness and dark
Your life and mine, I've no doubt,
There needs to be a balance between happiness and sad
Before life can really be worked out