Heather on the Hills

[Verse 1]
A mist of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holding still
So take my hand and let's go roaming
Through the heather on the hill
The morning dew is blinking yonder
There's lazy music in the rill
And all I want to do is wander
Through the heather on the hill

[Verse 2]
There may be other days, as rich and rare
There may be other springs, as full and fair
But they won't be the same, they'll come and go
For this, I know

[Verse 3]
That when the mist is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holding still
If you're not there, I won't go roaming
Through the heather on the hill

[Verse 4]
There may be other days, as rich and rare
There may be other springs, as full and fair
But they won't be the same, they'll come and go
For this, I know

[Verse 5]
That when the mist is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holding still
If you're not there, I won't go roaming
Through the heather on the hill
The heather on the hill