Winds of Love - EastSide Aura

I covered you with roses Like the stars at night I covered you with love Like a blanket on a cold winter's night I covered you with joy To make your lifetime bog and bright You touched me with your eyes Soft as an evening breeze You held me in your arms As the winds rushed through the trees You are my child You make my lifetime big and bright You are my child You came like the winds of march With all the love in your eyes You are my child You came like the morning lights With all your love, in your eyes You are my child You came like the morning light With all your love, in your eyes

I miss you more than you could know I watch the grass on the backlawn grow And I will not allow the winds of change to blow And I hope you decide to come back home Because this heavy heart, oh, how it's yearned Because I have been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love My love You reach out for me in the night And an errant finger pokes me in the eye And I'll your contact lenses on the bedside table And I'm hoping you decide to come back home Because this heavy heart, oh, how it's yearned Because I've been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love My love Oh, you when running with my heart And it's a long, long, long way back And this right here well it just ain't living Oh, I want you to come back Well I have been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love Well I have been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love My love Well I have been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love Well I have been alone far too long When are you coming home, my love My Love

Skellige winds a wild a wild Skellige winds a wild Carry us on the tide the tide Conquer the hills and isles Oars in the morn and a tankard in the eve Shores ever churn and the anchors ever heave Oars in the morn On the weather to weave Skellige winds a wild a wild Skellige winds a wild Up on the peak unite, unite Tether and reconcile Borne through the storms, grant the rudders and oars relief Forever warm pass the mutton & pour the mead Borne through the storms On the weather to weave Waves a'roaring Kindred on the sea Sails a'soaring free Waves a'roaring War and revelry Sails a'soaring free Winter's frosted hues Painting Freya's breast Shelter in the womb, ever blessed Waves a'roaring Kindred on the sea Sails a'soaring free Skellige winds a wild a wild Skellige winds a wild