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