The Heather on the Hill David Brooks & Marion Bell

[TOMMY]
Can't we two go walkin' together
Out beyond the valley of trees
Out where there's a hillside of heather
Curtsyin' gently in the breeze?
That's what I'd like to do
See the heather—but with you

The mist of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin' still
So take my hand and let's go roamin'
Through the heather on the hill

The mornin' dew is blinkin' yonder
There's lazy music in the rill
And all I want to do is wander
Through the heather on the hill

Therе may be other days as rich and rare
Thеre may be other springs as full and fair
But they won't be the same—they'll come and go
For this I know

That when the mist is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin' still
If you're not there, I won't go roamin'
Through the heather on the hill
The heather on the hill