It is November

It's a cold November as the sea crashes in
But I still do remember though the memory grows dim
To a magical summer with sweet Mary Mckear
In the west, in Tir n'a Noir

Were you there as a dream though it all seems so real
With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel?
Far beyond the horizon where the fog disappears
You were mine, dear Mary Mckear

Though my body's broken and my spirit is weak
My soul is awoken as I hear someone speak
Please come back my lover, now your future lies here
Please come back to Tir n'a Noir

You were good, you were kind
You'll have all that you earned
For the secrets you kept and the lessons you learned
So I'll take you with me as your pain disappears
I'll be yours, your Mary Mckear

For all who have lived through a life of regret
Who have need to remember but try to forget
There’s a place in the distance who’s future is clear
In the west, in Tir n'a Noir

Were you there as a dream though it all seems so clear
With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel?
I can cure all your sorrows and heal all your fears
I’ll be yours, your Mary McKear