I've been high, and i've been down My head in the clouds and my hands in the ground In the arms of a woman, I found my way home In the arms of a woman, I had been lost
When I'm so lost that this losing feel like dying I hope you'll be by me then When I'm so lost that this losing feel like dying I hope you'll be by me then
As a young man, I was afraid Of my life, what would I make? I would make love, what will I hate? What bittersweet road will I take to my grave?
And if I'm old 'til this oldness have me dying I hope you'll be by me then Oh, when I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying I hope you'll be by me then I hope you'll be by me then
Sick of you, and I'm sick of me I'm sick of wars, and I'm sick of peace I'm sick of sound 'til I'm sick of silence Oh, sick of the darkness 'til I'm sick of the light
When I'm so sick that this sickness has me dying I hope you'll be by me then I hope you'll be by me then Oh, when I'm so sick that this sickness have me dying I hope you'll be by me then
Once, as a boy, I saw what happened I saw them beat him down to the cold, cold ground Watched those big boys beat that man down I was too weak to make a stand
When I'm so weak that this weakness feels like dying I hope you'll be by me then When I'm so weak that this weakness feels like dying I hope you'll be by me then
When I'm old 'til this oldness feels like dying I hope you'll be by me then
So I will live as I see fit There will be those who will not like it But in the arms of a woman, I found my way home So to the arms of a woman, I will go
And if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying I hope you'll be by me then