Donoughmore

I think of you again and what all of this means
 And what all of this means, and what all of this means
 O the sky, it fills with rain and empties o'er the fields
 My heart can do the same and in each drop reveal
 Everything I feel, everything I feel
 The sky is filled with rain and empty o'er the fields
 Well surely comes the day that I will rest my head
 Let everything I say be everything I've said
 And on days that fill with doubt, let wisdom hold me up
 Heart, be with me now, as I make way for love
 May I make room for love, may I make room for love
 Heart, be with me now as I make way for love