Ireland — Donna Lewis

If I could trace the ocean's face Ride the waves full of grace The joyful sound of happiness The white winged dove I caress

Dream beneath the wings of love In the floodlight of the moon above I kneel before the heavenly waters

And I will go where Wherever you may be Beautiful and rising to me I will go running Heady and free I will go with you Wherever you may be

I will go where no man treads Where magic dreams and jewelled streams Hold the key that I believe is Wealth to me Slip into a stranger's hands The ancient wonder of the land I kneel before the heavenly water

And I will go where Wherever you may be Beautiful and rising to me I will go running Heady and free I will go with you Wherever you may be

These things These pathways worn These moments held.......