I needed it most, 
When I was eighteen. 
But now that I'm older, 
I don't need many things. 
Just someone to hold, 
That's what you give me. 
When dark touches your skull baby, 
Ah, babe, you can drop that on me. 

So I say Lord, 
All the heavens you've made, 
Can't hold back the ghosts 
That haunt my baby and me. 
Oh can't ye hold 'em back,  [bad word]  on in, 
To a lovely woman, 
That just wants 
Her mind back again. 

I cannot [bad word]  
What you want this to be. 
Or bring peace of mind, 
If it ain't there to see. 
Ah, if you don't know yourself, 
How could you ever know me. 
But to have and to hold you, 
Yeah, that's the way its gotta be.