Walking Home
Walking home, hand in hand, I knew you would be mine
Chestnut hair, almond eyes, a smile beyond compare
Summer days, winter nights with you
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Time passed by, we stayed young, then came that fateful day
Sun was high, sky was clear, a bright autumnal blue
How, could, you know
A weaving Chev would cut you down on that lonely road
Who will pay the price for your life
Can what's been done be made right
You are gone, what have I become
An empty shell, a dreary line, in a verse that never sells
Silent rooms, creaking stairs, remind me of you
Empty days, filled with pain never seem to end
Fading flowers, autumn leaves that swirl
They dance for you; wave goodbye then coat your holy soil
Anger fuels, hate inside my, every waking hour
Brings no peace, kills my dreams, makes me want to die
Is this justice, now
Two years on, nothing done, what can I say
Who will pay the price for your life
Can what's been done be made right
You are gone, what have I become
An empty shell, a dreary line, in a verse that never sells
Walking home, hand in hand, I knew you would be mine
Chestnut hair, almond eyes, a smile beyond compare
Summer days, winter nights with you
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Chestnut hair, almond eyes, a smile beyond compare
Summer days, winter nights with you
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Time passed by, we stayed young, then came that fateful day
Sun was high, sky was clear, a bright autumnal blue
How, could, you know
A weaving Chev would cut you down on that lonely road
Who will pay the price for your life
Can what's been done be made right
You are gone, what have I become
An empty shell, a dreary line, in a verse that never sells
Silent rooms, creaking stairs, remind me of you
Empty days, filled with pain never seem to end
Fading flowers, autumn leaves that swirl
They dance for you; wave goodbye then coat your holy soil
Anger fuels, hate inside my, every waking hour
Brings no peace, kills my dreams, makes me want to die
Is this justice, now
Two years on, nothing done, what can I say
Who will pay the price for your life
Can what's been done be made right
You are gone, what have I become
An empty shell, a dreary line, in a verse that never sells
Walking home, hand in hand, I knew you would be mine
Chestnut hair, almond eyes, a smile beyond compare
Summer days, winter nights with you
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Those memories run through my soul, keep my heart alive
Credits
Writer(s): Colm Mac Carthy
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