Donoughmore

In the green of Ireland

Oceans in between

I think of you again

And what all of this means

And what all of this means

And what all of this means

In the green of Ireland

Oceans in between

The sky it fills with rain

And empties o’r the fields

My heart can do the same

In each drop of revealed

Everything I feel

Everything I feel

When the skies fill with rain

And empty o’r the fields

Surely comes the day

That I will rest my head

Let everything I say

Be everything I’ve said

On days that fill with doubt

Let wisdom hold me up

Heart be with me now

As I make way for love

May I make room for love

May I make room for love

Heart be with me now

As I make way for love