Verse 1: If it rained every time I thought of you my world would be oh so flooded so much love for you deep inside close your eyes and give me your
Before you pick up the rock to numb away your pain think about the ride and if it's worth every grain 'cause to lose your mental freedom and slowly go
Verse 1: When days are short and nights are long it's easy to say something is wrong when tears come without a reason it's easy to say all hope is gone
Verse 1: When we first began this love I swore that it was something I'd been dreaming of an everlasting union Never had I imagined you would change
Verse 1: Didn't meant to say what I didn't feel I hear your voice no more since you've been gone since you've been gone Haven't got much sleep since
Verse 1: Once I thought I had the answers swore I knew it all in and out of love losing all along what made me think I'd find true love so easily when
Verse 1: Woke up today just wanting to get away my intentions were to celebrate celebrate the simple pleasures in life I've got no reason to ever cry
You look in my eyes And I get emotional Inside I know it's crazy but You still can touch my heart And after all this time You'd think that I Wouldn't
Verse 1: They say true love never ends what I felt for you you'll never understand You say you have someone new but they will never love you the way
Verse 1: Saying I love you could never make you understand it's the look in my eyes or the touch of your hand One thought of you can take my every breath
about you, Mary, and how much we loved you still He told me he's packed up your books and your letters and things And as the sun sets on Mary, it's rising
They build bombs and aim their pistols in the shadow of the cross And they swear an oath of vengeance to the martyrs they have lost But they pray for
(Renshaw/Yarrow) They build bombs and aim their pistols in the shadow of the cross And they swear an oath of vengeance to the martyrs they have lost
I wish these were the first words that I heard, "Welcome in dear stranger," but the red ran fast of their hands. Slight of hand receive/emit the coarse
Vertimas: Peter, Paul \u0026amp; Mary. Tikroji Airijos.
Vertimas: TV 2. Tikroji neramių - Angela Maria Forero.
talked about you Mary and how much we loved you still He told me he's packed up your books and your letters and things But as the sun sets on Mary, it
