Lost out there
A chuisle mo chroí,
How long did
You wait for me?
I\'ve been drinking
Honeyed words,
Staring out
Towards the sea
I dream that we
Could fall asleep,
Wrapped up in
Eachothers arms,
All our thoughts
Just broken chords,
Safe from all
Life\'s little harms,
For distance is
Its own sweet song,
It tells a tale
That might be true,
The one you love,
They do exist,
In Hinterland
They wait for you