Wandering

Wandering

By Paul McCann

Wandering, yes I’m sauntering , I’m just wasting the day away .

and I wonder why I’m wandering there’s not much to do today .

I always hide this lonely tear , that’s wandering in my mind ,

Ten thousand miles away from here is a place that’s hard to find .

Wondering with each step I take ,as I wander along .

Pondering, I would to make it back home to the place where I belong .

 I always hide this lonely tear that’s wandering in my mind ,

Ten thousand miles away from here is a place that’s hard to find .

Dandering down to see Belfast town , I’d love to do once more

and wander around County Down on Ireland’s friendly shore .

I always hide this lonely tear wandering in my mind ,

Ten thousand miles away from here is a place that’s hard to find .

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