Dave Matthews Band - #27 - live at piedmont park lyrics

I've been high and I've been down My head in the clouds, my hands in the ground In the arms of a woman, I find my way home In the arms of a woman, I have been lost When I'm so lost that this losing feels like dying Hope you'll be by me then When I'm so lost that this losing feels like dying Hope you'll be by me then As a young man, I was afraid Of my life, what would I make? I will make love, what will I hate? What bittersweet road will I choose to the grave? And if I'm old till this oldness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then Yes, if I'm old till this oldness has me dying 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 till I'm sick of the light When I'm so sick that this sickness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then When I'm so sick that this sickness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then 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 I watched those big boys beat that man down And I was too weak, too weak to take a stand When I'm so weak that this weakness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then When I'm so weak that this weakness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then If I'm old till 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 till this oldness has me dying Hope you'll be by me then If I'm old till this oldness has me dying