Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never… never forget it.
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Johnny Boy
When I hear that wind blow,
all across the Wicklow mountains.
Is it you I hear a calling?
Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.
When I look to the west,
out across the River Shannon.
I can still see you smiling.
Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.
When the leaves have turned to brown
and winter's due.
As I watch the sun go down,
I'll think of you.
When I hear that wind blow,
all across the Wicklow mountains.
Sure it's you, I'll hear a calling.
Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.