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
The times we had there.

I walked to Spanish Point
I knew I'd find you there
I stood on the white strand
And you were everywhere
Vivid memories faint
But the mood still remains
I wish I could go back
And be with you again

In Miltown there's a pub
Its there that I sat down
I see you everywhere
Your face is all around
The search for times past
Contain such sweet pain
I banish lonesome thoughts
But they 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 this again
When far off lands I roam
Walking with you
By this cold Atlantic foam

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, the times we had there