Celtic drum

Nothing for me
But an empty heart below a rising sun
Nothing to dream
In this land where much is fought, but nothing won

If i stay here, i will die inside
I need a place where i can run and i can hide

Last night i dreamed
Of a land of open space and stormy sea
The rain and wind
Woke me from the stupor i've been in

At last the chains begin to fall away
I've found a place where i can live and i can stay

In my dream, a song has come
My heart beating on a celtic drum
From a poet's joyful hand
From ireland's ancient land

From the sea, the spirits rise
To the sand on a silver tide
As the music makes me whole
Celtic drum is in my soul

She came to me
Just a little while and then she's gone
Mystical sea
Grows wilder as the drum keeps beating on

In her touch, i could feel the drum
In her kiss, our two souls could be one

In my dream, a song has come
My heart beating on a celtic drum
From a poet's joyful hand
From ireland's ancient land

From the sea, the spirits rise
To the sand on a silver tide
As the music makes me whole
Celtic drum is in my soul
Fill my heart with your drum, give me soul

Nothing for me, but an empty heart below a rising sun
Sleep fades away, still the drum is beating, i must go..