Under the balcony I sang her my song.
Next to the moonlit stream I strummed as she strolled along.
Yes, thought trickled through my head, like water down a stream of how love evaded me, evaded me.
Where the willows weep I weep, and like a sheep my heart bleats for love,
Love, love, love.
Beautiful lovely roses now withered in my hand.
Towards love I'm drawn by hope yet now it's just a single strand.
Yes love she has surely gone she's left like a leaf floating down this quiet stream, down this quiet stream.
Where the willows weep I weep and like a sheep my heart bleats for love,
Love, love, love.
1 | Tui |
2 | Ha Shem Has Given |
3 | Man Looks On The Outside |
4 | Middleman |
5 | Celtic Woman |
6 | Pie |
7 | Living In A Land |
8 | Gun |
9 | G-D The Weaver |
10 | Cutoff |