Joshua Quimby
I’m Yours, I’m Yours, I’m Yours
Well the river relieves to the sea
And the flowers belong with the bees
And you are just as important to me
I am yours, I'm yours, I'm yours

What's a candle without its wick
What's a match head withouts its stick
My darlin' through the thin and the thick
I am yours, I'm yours, I'm yours

Now each and every brick in a house
Keeps the ceiling from crashing on down
With you I feel safe and sound
And I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours