Susan Scully Walk With Me
Pins and needles dancing on my tongue again
Every word that I hear plays me like a violin
Try to not give away the apple I hold in my eye
While I’m waiting to say what I’ll say when it’s the right time
Bells and whistles screaming in my ears again
I try to lead every breath you breathe to safe landing on my skin
My heart’s on my sleeve but it’s acting shy
While I’m waiting to say what I’ll say when it’s the right time
Siúl liomsa, a ghrá...
