Lyrics:

Oh the bitter winds are coming in,
And Im already missing the summer.
Stockholm's cold but Ive been told
I was born to endure this kind of weather.
When its you I find like a ghost in my mind,
I am defeated and I gladly wear the crown.

Ill be your Emmylou and Ill be your June
And youll be my Gram and my Johnny too.
No, Im not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me.

So much I know, that things just dont grow
If you dont bless them with your patience.
And Ive been there before, I held up the door
For every stranger with a promise.
But Im holding back,
Thats the strength that I lack,
Every morning keeps returning at my window.
And it brings me to you,
And I won't just pass through,
But Im not asking for a storm.

Ill be your Emmylou and Ill be your June
And youll be my Gram and my Johnny too.
You know Im not asking much of you,
Just sing little darling, sing with me.

And yes, I might have lied to you,
You wouldnt benefit from knowing the truth.
I was frightened, but I held fast,
I need you now at long last.

Ill be your Emmylou and Ill be your June
And you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too.
No, Im not asking much of you,
Just sing little darling, sing with me.

Ill be your Emmylou and Ill be your June
And youll be my Gram and my Johnny too.
No, Im not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me.

Just sing little darling sing with me