I'd sing to you at Carberry's I'd sing to you in my sleep But I've been living life on the surface Time to dive sea deep You say you never get to Enniskillen And she's got her own life now Now Transatlantic Cause for panic The weight of my heart The fate of a false start When will I grow up I ask myself I'd alight with you at Sarsfield's I'd drink the locals dry But I've been living life over counter I'll buy this round of lies He took a freighter in November Saw the world from the I just see through Midleton bottles Never really live I never really live I never really give.