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