Music is Therapy
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
Lyrics:
Theres one fair county in Ireland
With memories so glorious and grand
Where nature has lavished its bounty
On the orchard of Erins green land
I love its cathedral city
Once founded by Patrick so true
And there in the heart of its bosom
Lie the ashes of Brian Boru
Its my old Irish home
Far across the foam
Although I’ve often left it
In foreign lands to roam
No matter where I wander
Through cities near and far
My hearts at home in old Ireland
In the county of Armagh
I’ve travelled through parts of this county
Through Newtown, Forkhill, Crossmaglen
And round by the gap of Mountnorris
And home by Blackwater again
Where the girls are so gay and so hearty
None fairer in Erin go Bragh
And where are the boys that can court them
The boys of the county Armagh
Its my old Irish home
Far across the foam
Although I’ve often left it In foreign lands to roam
No matter where I wander
Through cities near and far
My hearts at home in old Ireland In the county of Armagh
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
Lyrics
I have seen, seen it all in paper dreams
Watched it all full on the screen
But never understood
I have heard, have heard you speak a million words
Now you’re talking to me first
Never thought you would
Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
I was young, my heart was always on the run
But you made lovin’ fun
I never knew it could be, ey
I see you from a different point of view
Feel it’s too good to be true
I found my missing piece
Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, no
Oh, my, my
When I look into your eyes
It’s a sight I can’t describe
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Source: MusixmatchSongwriters: Ruth Anne Cunningham / Niall Horan / Matthew Smith Radosevich
Seeing Blind lyrics © These Are Songs Of Pulse, These Are Pulse Songs, Radassyouvich, Njh Publishing Limited, The Family Pulse
Lyrics
You’ll never be the sun turning in the sky
And you won’t be the moon above us on the moonlit night
And you won’t be the stars in heaven although they burn so bright
But even on the deepest ocean you will be the light
You may not always shine as you go barefoot over stones
You might be so long together or you might walk alone
And you’ll find that love comes easy
Or that love is always right
So even when the storm clouds gather you will be the light
And if you lose a parting side when love turns round on you
Leaving the past behind is knowing you’ll do like you always
Holding you blind
keeping you true
You’ll never be the sun turning in the sky
and you won’t be the moon above us on the moonlit night
and you won’t be the stars in heaven although they burn so bright
but even on the deepest ocean you will be the light
you will be the light
you will be the light
Source: LyricFind
lyrics
You and i both know
Tthere is nothing more to say
Chance has shut her shining eyes
Aand turned her face away
Leaning on the windowsill
You could write me someday and i think you will
We could see the sadness as a gift and still
Feel too heavy to hold
Snow fallin’
I try to keep from callin’
Watch the spring turn to winter
Fireflies all frozen
the seasons go so fast
Thinking that this one was gonna last
Maybe the question was too much to ask
Been searching for your eyes
All I see is blue sky and that old man beats his crooked cane it’s time to let go leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i bet you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask you and I could see into the same eternity every second brimming with a majesty kiss so sweet so fine you could hear the music inside my mind and you showed me a place i’ll find even when i’m old just leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i hope you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask
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