Hearts from Fearmagh to Tyrone

A boy from Fearmagh with a heart on his sleeve,

Lost in the whispers of the night,

He found a girl from Tyrone, shining bright,

Her laughter like music, a sweet melody.

Her eyes they shone like diamonds under the moonlight,

Every glance, a spark igniting the night.

Walking together through the fields of green,

In a world so vast, yet she felt like home.

He felt the rush of the river's flow,

In the breeze where the wildflowers grow.

With whispers of dreams that never grow old,

They built castles in the clouds, stories to unfold.

Oh, let’s find a way, just you and I,

To chase the stars, to dance on high,

This could be a love that takes us far,

In a place only we know, beneath the stars.

So if the nights grow long with shadows of doubt,

Take my hand, let’s drift and shout.

No more fears, no more chains to bind,

Just the love we seek, and the dreams we find.

In Fearmagh's valleys, where the old tales gleam,

She was the hope in every waking dream.

Through the fields we wandered, and the rivers ran deep,

With every heartbeat, our secrets to keep.

He felt the rush of the river's glow,

Promises woven in the winds that blow.

With whispers of dreams that kept him awake,

In a world made of love, they would never break.

Oh, let’s find a way, just you and I,

To chase the stars, to dance on high,

This could be a love that takes us far,

In a place only we know, beneath the stars.

A boy from Fearmagh and a girl from Tyrone,

In a tapestry woven, they’ve finally grown,

With sunsets embracing their journey, they go,

To that place only they know, only they know.