Where the animals roam and the river flows He walked into her kitchen Sat down at her table Like déjà vu Or a Scandinavian fable Two hearts in springtime Shooting the breeze for awhile High in the Kerry Mountains Lost in a smile Summer came the days were long The air was sweet like wine Silhouetted trees at night Were cradling sleep time She sat with him by a rock of old They looked across the valley They took the sun upon the grass There was wildness in her silence Yellow hair, blue pools of eyes Time for touch and kindness Summer came Summers come and summers pass Winters chill was calling Who he thought he knew, he knew no more Long nights falling Capture a dream in a photograph Before the rainbow fades Gather a dream in a photograph The rain washes the days away Where the animals roam and the river Flows