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 have been lost
When I'm so lost that this losing feels like dying
I hope you'll be by me then
When I'm so lost that this losing feels like dying
I hope you'll be by me then
As a young man, I was afraid
Of my life, what would I make?
Well, I would make love, what will I hate?
What bittersweet road will I choose to the grave?
And if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying
I hope you'll be by me then
Oh yes, if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying
I hope you'll be by me then
I'm sick of you, and I'm sick of me
I'm sick of war, and I'm sick of peace
I'm sick of sound like I'm sick of silence
I grow 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
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
The world I wake down on my knees
Having prayed that I believed in
I would stay without doing
What he want
What he want
Once, as a boy, I saw what happened
I saw them beat him down to the cold, cold ground
I watched those big boys beat that man down
And I was too weak to take a stand
When I'm so weak that this weakness has me dying
I hope you'll be by me then
When I'm so weak that this weakness has me dying
I hope you'll be by me then
If 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
And 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 my woman, I will always go
And if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying
I hope you'll be by me then
Cause if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying