There are two things I will carry in my pockets at the end
Oh, my darling, you are one of them
The way you look when you have got story to begin
Oh, my darling, that's the other half

And I will never lose them
No, I'll never never show them like a prize
I will keep them out of sight
And I will never give them up to any silly 
Promise or a lie
They are mine until I die, until I die