locket on a chain
bow that's made from rain 
briar grows entwined with rose [bad word] to be forever at your feet 

blossom page's pressed
knocking at my chest
Oh, winding road please take me home
I long to be forever at your feet

And I hope that you won't mind, my dear
When you see my eyes are lined, my dear
It's because I've waited all these years

For your kisses sweeter than milk 
And your touch that's softer than silk
For your treasures I'll be forever at your feet