Oh the bitter winds are coming in And I'm already missing the summer Stockholm's cold, but I've been told I was born to endure this kind of weather When it's you I find like a ghost in my mind I am defeated and I gladly wear the crown I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Just sing, little darling, sing with me Now so much I know that things just don't grow If you don't blessed them with your patience And I've been there before, I held up the door For every stranger with a promise But I'm holding back, that's the strength that I lack Every mornin' keeps returning at my window And it brings me to you and I won't just pass through But I'm not asking for a storm I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Just sing little darling, sing with me And yes, I might have lied to you But you wouldn't better feel for knowing the truth I was frightened but I held fast I need you now at long last I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Just sing little darling, sing with me I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Just sing, little darling, sing with me Just sing, little darling, sing with me