Barbara Dickson
Текст песни The West Coast Of Clare

Sorrow and sadness, bitterness, grief
Memories I have of you won?t leave me in peace
My mind is running back to the west coast of Clare
Thinking of you and the times that we had there

In Milltown there?sa park and it?s there that I sat down
I see you everywhere, your face is all around
The search for times past contains such sweet pain
I'll banish lonesome thoughts but they'll return again

I walk along the shore the rain in my face
My mind is numb with grief of you there is no trace
I'll think of you again when in far off lands I roam
Walking with you by this cold atlantic foam

My mind is running back to the west coast of Clare
Thinking of you and the times that we had there
Thinking of you