Walking With My Love

(альбом: Stories From The Steeples - 2011)

She has a map of auburn hair
The bluest eyes with no compare
Intelligence, that just holds you there

And her laughter fills the evening air
I smile at her just strolling there
No need to hurry no not a care

When I'm walking with me darling
When I'm walking with me love
With my love

He has a heart of precious gold
A picture rare now to behold
When I'm walking with me love
No need to hurry back to town
We'll get there in the end somehow
When I'm walking with my love

When I'm walking with me darling
When I'm walking with me love
With my love

Walking with my love

When I'm walking with me darling
When I'm walking with me love
With my love

As the evening falls this starry night
She beckons me to hold on tight
When the moon comes to steal the night
There's an old café down by the shore
We'll stop a while and chat some more
About the dreams we're both wishing for

When I'm walking with me darling
When I'm walking with me love
When I'm walking with me darling
When I'm walking with me love
Oh, with my love
Yes with my love
My love
Walking with my love
Walking with my love