Lyrics William Fitzsimmons

William Fitzsimmons

By My Side

I still hear you calling

When sleep is escaping me

I still hear you farther on

I see you in waking

A ghost in the window shade

My lover the form you take

By my side

Walk with me

Make this well

By my side

We dance through the evening

You feather around my toes

I still hear the words you plead

By my side

Walk with me

Make this well

By my side