Donoughmore - Rose Cousins

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

O 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