Atlantic Shore
Dee Brennan / Moya Brennan
You came here from a distant shore
By your side, a friend and an open smile
Coming over the mountains
On the winding road
You sit at my table
As your stories unfold
Here is my home now
Looking out at the sea
Always wanted to be there
Atlantic shore
How can we listen to your heart
When we cannot hear and understand ourselves?
With a soul full of music
Still refusing to dance
But you knew all the old songs
You're a stranger no more
Here is my home now
Looking out at the sea
Always wanted to be there
Atlantic shore
You know it's never been easy
I could have told you so
Your presence will linger
On Atlantic shore