We could have been lovers
In another life
Or maybe just clover
On an Irish field
Caressed by the wind
Caressed by you
Caressed by the wind
Caressed by me
What a shame!
Shame
What a shame!
Shame
We could have been
Partners in crime
We could have stolen
All the love in the world
Caressed by the lights
Of a sleeping city
Caressed by the light
Of a new day
What a shame!
Shame
What a shame!
Shame
It could have been a folly
It could have been just happiness
It could have been a folly
It could have been just happiness
What a shame!
Shame
What a shame!
Shame