Celtic Woman Follow

How can the small flowers grow,
if the wild wind blows
and the cold snow is all around.
Where will the frail birds fly,
if their homes on high
have been torn down to the ground.

Lift the wings,
that carry me away from here and
fill the Sail,
that breaks the line to home,
but when I'm miles and miles apart from you.
I'm beside you when I think of
you - a Stóirín a Grá

How can a tree stand tall
if a rain won't fall
to wash it's branches down.
How can a heart survive?
Can it stay alive?
If its love's denied for long

Lift the wings,
that carry me away from here and
fill the Sail,
that breaks the line to home,
but when I'm miles and miles apart from you.
I'm beside you when I think of
you - a Stóirín

And I'm with you when I
dream of you - a Stóirín
And a song will bring you near
to me - a Stóirín a Grá