March - Young Moon

There was a boy

Come from a rain town

He had no love left in his wounded heart

He said one day

The hurting will fade away

I set out to find love

Where ever the rain goes

Comes in like a lion, goes out like a lamb

Like one sweet kiss

First on the mountain then last on the land

It was March when I met you

There was a girl

Come from a rain town

She had no love left in her wounded heart

She said one day

The weather will have to break

I set out to find love

Where ever the rain goes

Comes in like a lion, goes out like a lamb

Like one sweet kiss

First on the mountain then last on the land

It was March when I met you