Behold - FOLK HOGAN

Behold

Though and ocean’s divided our love
It has not been forgotten
I would launch a thousand ships
To bear witness to your face
The wolves will devour
Oh, this stranger who has taken my place
And I would find the words to dine on

Oh, to behold!
If I may be so bold
I would be holding you

Little bird in the tree
You’ve are singing to me until winter
Then how quickly you flee
With the turning of the leaves
The days, they grow dark
As the shadows that fill in my sight
And with dawn you let in the light

Oh, to behold!
If I may be so bold
I would be holding
I would be holding
I would be holding you