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Westlife – Flying Without Wings

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Westlife – Flying Without Wings (Official Video)

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Lyrics
Everybody”s looking for that something One thing that makes it all complete You’ll find it in

Flying Without Wings

Westlife

Everybody’s looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You’ll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be

Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover’s eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you’ve found that special thing
You’re flying without wings

Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary nights
You’ll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry

You find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You’ve found that special thing
You’re flying without wings

So, impossible as they may seem
You’ve got to fight for every dream
‘Cause who’s to know
Which one you let go
Would have made you complete

Well, for me it’s waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say, “I love you”
In any given time or place

It’s little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it’s like flying without wings
‘Cause you’re my special thing
I’m flying without wings

And you’re the place my life begins
And you’ll be where it ends
I’m flying without wings
And that’s the joy you bring
I’m flying without wings

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Wayne Anthony Hector / Steven McCutcheon

Flying Without Wings lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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Songs of Ireland – Gortnamona – Brendan O’Dowda

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Brendan O’Dowda singing Gortnamona, written by Percy French.
Long, long ago in the woods of Gortnamona, I thought the birds were singing in the blackthorn tree; But oh, it was my heart that was singing, singing, singing, With the joy that you were bringing, oh my love, to me Long, long ago in the woods of Gortnamona, I thought the wind was sighing round the blackthorn tree; But oh, it was the banshee that was crying, crying, crying, And I knew my love was dying far across the sea. Now if you go through the woods of Gortnamona, You’ll hear the raindrops creeping through the blackthorn tree; But oh, it is the tears thatI am weeping, weeping, weeping, For the loved one that is sleeping far away from me. Long, long ago in the woods of Gortnamona, I thought the birds were singing in the blackthorn tree; But oh, it was my heart that was singing, singing, singing, With the joy that you were bringing, oh my love, to me
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David Brophy’s #FrontlineChoir | RTÉ- Sometimes You Can’t Make It on Your Own

David Brophy’s Frontline Choir | RTÉ

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RTÉ – IRELAND’S NATIONAL PUBLIC SERVICE MEDIA

320K subscribers In March 2021 conductor David Brophy formed a choir entirely made up of healthcare workers from across Ireland.

Sometimes You Can’t Make It on Your Own

U2

Tough
You think you’ve got the stuff
You’re telling me and anyone
You’re hard enough

You don’t have to put up a fight
You don’t have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don’t have to go it alone

And it’s you when I look in the mirror
And it’s you when I don’t pick up the phone
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own

We fight all the time
You and I, that’s alright
We’re the same soul don’t need, I don’t need to hear you say
That if we weren’t so alike
You’d like me a whole lot more

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don’t have to go it alone

And it’s you when I look in the mirror
And it’s you when I don’t pick up the phone
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own

I know that we don’t talk
I’m sick of it all
Can you hear me when I sing?
You’re the reason I sing
You’re the reason why the opera is in me

Hey now
Still got to let you know
A house doesn’t make a home
Don’t leave me here alone

And it’s you when I look in the mirror
And it’s you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own
Sometimes you can’t make it
Best you can do, is to fake it
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Clayton Adam / Evans David / Mullen Laurence / Hewson Paul David

Sometimes You Can’t Make It on Your Own lyrics © Polygram Int. Music Publishing B.v.

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Johnny McEvoy – Rose of Mooncoin

Rose of Mooncoin sung by Johnny McEvoy

252,928 views•Nov 20, 200859540ShareSavelorgain2 3.86K subscribers Irish folk song The Rose Of Mooncoin

How sweet is to roam by the sunny Shure stream And hear the doves coo ‘neath the morning sunbeam Where the thrush and the robin their sweet notes entwine On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin. Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along By your waters so sweet sounds the lark’s merry song On your green banks I wander where first I did join With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Mooncoin. Oh Molly, dear Molly, it breaks my fond heart To know that we two forever must part I’ll think of you Molly while sun and moon shine On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin. Then here’s to the Shure with its valley so fair As oftimes we wandered in the cool morning air Where the roses are blooming and lilies entwine On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin. Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along By your waters so sweet sounds the lark’s merry song On your green banks I wander where first I did join With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Mooncoin.

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