Paroles de I Wandered By A Brookside

I wandered by a brookside, I wandered by a mill I could not hear the water, the murmuring, it was still Not a sound of any grasshopper nor the chirp of any bird But the beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard The beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard Then silent tears fast flowing when someone stood beside A hand upon my shoulder, I knew the touch was kind He drew me near and nearer, we neither spoke one word But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard The beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard But the beating of our own two hearts was the only sound I heard 1