Bethelridge

[Verse 1]
God help a soul
In troubled dreams some peace to find
The night is long
And those now gone, they haunt my mind

[Verse 2]
A low voice calls
A shadowed face toward me turns
Her arms unfold
And on her breast my name is burned

[Chorus]
Oh love, the flame of gold
Love left a child to hold
But my love has long turned cold
And my child is a stranger

[Verse 4]
Go child, go
From Bethelridge your dreams have flown
Your home's fallen still
And through its halls chill winds have blown

[Verse 5]
The earth you ran
Bears no sweet trace of days gone by
But a lone, lost man
Who sees no light nor hears you cry

[Chorus]
Oh love, the flame of gold
Love left a child to hold
But my love has long turned cold
And my child is a stranger