Irene

Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
With the girls in the afternoon
The hand of friendship broken too soon
But they all knew when you left the room
That your heart was free
In your heart was Ireland’s fields
On your lips was Athenrye
In the warmth of a long afternoon
The summer of hope and your last goodbye
Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Light the rain on Causewayside
Sweet the breeze on an Edinburgh sky
If I’d only known when you walked by
That your time was near
In hopes we shared our dreams
Small moments, no great schemes
For all the small things we need and feel
Are tied up here in our field of dreams
Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Light moves across this world of change
Like glass in a crystal glaze
We come together to find our way
Through the warmth of friendship in our lasting days
Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Where the Braid Hills they watch over me
St Mary’s Place runs to the sea
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Irene will you look out for me
Down the road we knew
Irene will you look out for me