Watch the wild birds fly
Into the turning light
Feel the ghost of the past
Turn in me like a knife
If I had my way
I'd be in your arms tonight
But I'm stuck here in Charlestown
See the midnight train pullin'
Out of sight
Oh mamma can you hear me call?
In the distant wind
So keep the candle burnin'
Cause I'll be back again
And I swear to God almighty
This place can burn in hell
So keep a candle burnin'
And ring that freedom bell
Another cold grey morning
Snow is all around
So many roads, so many dreams
Are haunting me now
And I would give all my tomorrows
To hold you once again
Will you shelter me
Will you carry me there
Marco Giunco |
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