I Wandered By A Brookside - Solas

I wandered by a brookside, I wandered by a mill

I could not hear the water, the murmuring, it was still

Not a sound of any grasshopper nor the chirp of any bird

But the beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard

The beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard

Then silent tears fast flowing when someone stood beside

A hand upon my shoulder, I knew the touch was kind

He drew me near and nearer, we neither spoke one word

But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard

But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard

The beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard

But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard