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