Let it rain Move along, the weather's changing Won't you take me home and carry me away Winter's gone, the clouds are fading The sun might shine, but still it's not the same A gray sky so comfortable, whisper goodbye But every time I only hear good night

Where have you gone, from me? The one that I loved endlessly. Does it have to be so cold in Ireland? Does it have to be so cold in Ireland, for me? Are they ready for me? Here is a story Of hope and of glory. He's eighteen years old And well I fell in

And I, I would die for you And when you're gone, time is so slow And like the grass, I've watched us grow You are everything to me There have been times when I'm up all night Crying in the dark, so I sleep with the light on I've heard I've got words like

I give my heart to you I give my heart 'cause nothing Can compare in this world to you And we have gone through good and bad times But your unconditional love was always on my mind You've been there from the start for me And your love's always been true

The traveling, the singing, it don't mean nothing without you The fast cars, the guitars, they are all just second to, This life, this love that you and I have been dreaming of, for so long It'd all be as good as gone, without you. I've loved you since

Hey you've got to hide your love away Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can see them laugh at me And I hear them say

I hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere warm to close my eyes Can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name? Twisting your arms, holding out

Are the words I couldn't say And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains What do I do now that you're gone? No back up plan, no second chance In a book in a box in the closet In a line in a song I once heard In a moment on a front

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's

Nothing gonna get me in my world Running circles around around around around When nothing’s right just close your eyes Close your eyes and you’re gone She’s making me high, she’s making me high Here we are She’s making me high I wanna get me free Dreams,