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 Oh the sky, it fills With rain and empties o'er the fields My heart can do the same And in each drop reveal Everything I feel Everything I feel The sky is filled With rain and empty o'er the fields Well surely comes the day That I will rest my head Let everything I say Be everything I've said And 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