Like The Swallow - Saint Etienne

She’s like the swallow that flies so high

She’s like the river that never runs dry

She’s like the sunshine on the lee shore

I love my love and love is no more

Its out of wild roses she made a bed

A stony pillow for her head

She laid her down no word she spoke

Until this fair maid’s heart was broke

Shes like the swallow that flies so high

Shes like the river that never runs dry

Shes like the sunshine on the lee shore

I love my love and love is no more

I love my love and love is no more