Barbara Dickson

Palm Sunday


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It was on Palm Sunday as we lay awhile talking,
Among the dunes on a wilderness day,
It was in Springtime as the year it budded,
And fate had me hear what you had to say
Oh, speak of the future, we thought we had clearly,
Decided our plan was to remain side by side,
But life overtook us, we parted forever,
And now I think of you as if you died
As if you died

So stand in the wind, feel the wild northern weather,
That blows down the east coast as far as it goes,
And think of the day that we promised each other there,
To love and forever be close, so stand in the wind please.

It's many the heartache and many's the setback,
Settled on you as the years have moved on,
You accuse and you rail at the world that has chosen,
To leave you behind in the gathering storm,
Though I have changed now, I will always remember,
The day when Palm Sunday was easy and slow.
And always you stay in my heart for the asking
The picture of you from so long ago.
So long ago

So stand in the wind, feel the wild northern weather,
That blows down the east coast as far as it goes,
And think of the day that we promised each other there,
To love and forever be close, so stand in the wind please.

Oh, speak of the future, we thought we had clearly,
Decided our plan was to remain side by side,
And always you stay in my heart for the asking
The picture of you from so long ago.
So long ago

So stand in the wind, feel the wild northern weather,
That blows down the east coast as far as it goes,
And think of the day that we promised each other there,
To love and forever be close

So stand in the wind, feel the wild northern weather,
That blows down the east coast as far as it goes,
And think of the day that we promised each other there,
To love and forever be close, so stand in the wind please.

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