Just before our love got lost you said,

I am as constant as a northern star

And I said, constantly in the darkness

Where’s that at?

If you want me I’ll be in the bar



You're in my blood like holy wine

You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh, I could drink a case of you

I could drink a case of you, darling

And I would still be on my feet

I’d still be on my feet



-Joni Mitchell, A Case of You