ah darlin' come and gone
shall i meet you in Ireland then
*
ride ponies along the emerald cliffs
roll like children in the dewy grass
*
brambles in our hair
as we wait to see the hushed grey gloaming
*
those flecks of gold in Irish eyes
mirror those in mine
*
curving lips and fingertips
touching each of us in mime
*
i'll capture you
come capture me
*
take me where you wont
*
your hellion here awaits you
your image floats above me haunting
lured there by my desirous taunting
ah darlin' come and gone
shall i meet you in Ireland then
*
ride ponies along the emerald cliffs
roll like children in the dewy grass
*
brambles in our hair
as we wait to see the hushed grey gloaming
*
those flecks of gold in Irish eyes
mirror those in mine
*
curving lips and fingertips
touching each of us in mime
*
i'll capture you
come capture me
*
take me where you wont
*
your hellion here awaits you
your image floats above me haunting
lured there by my desirous taunting