Margaret Becker

Irish Sea

Margaret Becker


Too long I'm waiting 
Been waiting for a sign 
My dreams decaying 
Rusted here between the lines 
Oh crazy, truly I must be 
You never asked these things of me 
You gave me freedom, but I did not see 

Chorus:
That if I ride these dreams 
To the Irish sea 
Even there 
Your heart 
Rides with me 

What was I thinking? 
What kept my hands so tied? 
Was I waiting for angels 
To write it in the sky? 
The truth so plain for me to see 
I was too frightedned to believe 
That every whispered word was meant for me 

CHORUS 

Sweet revelation, well I 
I drink it in 
It heals my heart 
Like medicine 
So I take this life 
And I shake it from this sleep 
'Cause I'm fire 
With the heat 
Of the newly freed 

CHORUS