I met a girl with green eyes
who teased me for a while
and showed me just how desperate
I am
but when all I see is blue
skies for so many miles
how can one cloud cause so
much rain
but I'm clutching to a memory
that has no right to live
that has no right to call
itself by name
wanting to share my dreams
with nothing left to give
but love knows no al ibis
or shame
With my hands in my pockets
and my collar inside out
I walked through county kerry
in the rain
watching the fishing boats
fight an angry sea
a tiny dot of strength in
so much pain
there is a phantom lighthouse
draws the sailors to their deaths
whatever life gives it also
takes
but still they find a need
to sail the sea they're just fools like me
I guess we never learn from
our mistakes
© 1978 and 1983 John S. Hardy Music Co.
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