Ciara

In our troubled times We simply hide away And dream of the one We'd love to see At the end of the day Solitary winter chill me no more I dream an angel by the western seashore Ciara... Ciara... There is an angel I would like to know I sing and dream her face Lying on my pillow I kissed her one day In the cool of Brigid's well My heart beat crystal clear like a church bell Ciara... Ciara... I can hear the winter knockin' on my door I dream an angel by the western seashore Ciara... Ciara...