The Longing Dance

All the flowers are gone away he has gone away again Carrantuohill and cliffs of Moher And last night he came to me I'll sing with my love Gaelic Playing Bodhran with the harp And it flows from cliff to sea Reflect back and sigh and sigh Waves shining like a star Dancing with silver coats Waves shining like a star Dancing with gold bells shoes Waves shining like a star But he has gone away again