You say you want diamonds in a ring of gold,
You say you want your story to remain untold.
All the promises we make from the cradle to the grave, when all I want is you.
You say you'll give me a highway with no one on it,
Treasure just to look upon it, and the riches in the night,
You say you'll give me eyes in a moon of blindness,
A river in a time of dryness, a harbour in the tempest.
But all the promises we make from the cradle to the grave, when all I want is you.
You say you want your love to work out right, to last with me through the night,
You say you want diamonds in a ring of gold,
Your story to remain untold, your love not to grow cold.
And all the promises we break from the cradle to the grave, when all I want is you,
When all I want is you.
