U2
Bb, Eb, Gm
You say you want diamonds and a ring of gold
You say you want your story to remain untold
But all the promises we made
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me
Highway with no one on it Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness, river in a time of dryness, harbor in a tempest, but in the
promises we make from the cradle to the grave when all I want is you. You say you
You want your love to work out right 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
But all the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you