Lyrics

[Verse 1] A mist of May is in the gloamin' And all the clouds are holding still So take my hand and let's go roaming Through the heather on the hill The morning dew is blinking yonder There's lazy music in the rill And all I want to do is wander Through the heather on the hill [Verse 2] There may be other days, as rich and rare There may be other springs, as full and fair But they won't be the same, they'll come and go For this, I know [Verse 3] That when the mist is in the gloamin' And all the clouds are holding still If you're not there, I won't go roaming Through the heather on the hill [Verse 4] There may be other days, as rich and rare There may be other springs, as full and fair But they won't be the same, they'll come and go For this, I know [Verse 5] That when the mist is in the gloamin' And all the clouds are holding still If you're not there, I won't go roaming Through the heather on the hill The heather on the hill