I don’t need a golden ring

To know where I belong

I’d know your footsteps in the dark

I’d know your breathing in a song

I don’t need the morning sun

To tell me night is through

If I open up my eyes

And find my way to you

I am yours when the road gets narrow

I am yours when the well runs dry

I am yours past the last old sorrow

Past the moon and past goodbye

Take my hands and take my weather

Take my stubborn heart too

If forever needs a witness

I will stand and swear it true

I have been a wandering fool

With holes in both my shoes

But every mile that wore me down

Was still a mile to you

You can keep the silver clouds

I’ll take the simple view

One chair pulled up beside my own

One cup poured out for two

I am yours when the road gets narrow

I am yours when the well runs dry

I am yours past the last old sorrow

Past the moon and past goodbye

Take my hands and take my weather

Take my stubborn heart too

If forever needs a witness

I will stand and swear it true

When my voice is thin and shaking

When my hair has turned to snow

Ask me who I loved the longest

Child, you already know

I am yours when the road gets narrow

I am yours when the well runs dry

I am yours past the last old sorrow

Past the moon and past goodbye

Take my hands and take my weather

Take my stubborn heart too

If forever needs a witness

I will stand and swear it true

If forever needs a witness

I will stand and swear it true