Do you gather flowers for me Moving softly through the trees With the scent against your arms Long ago I knew your charms
As I walk through the purple hills of Soon forgotten Know that my heart was in your hand And my heart was in your hand
Do your lips still call my name Would your mouth still taste the same There I learned the sweetest words Oh! what price of mercy
Yeah, though I steal all across the years The memory lingers on With my heart in your hand Oh, my heart in your hand
Should I fall beside the road Everlasting wandering soul And the memory sublime And my heart was there
Yeah, as I walk through the purple hills of Long ago I know my heart was in your hand Oh, my heart was in your hand My heart is in your hand Oh, my heart
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