When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter,
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, they steal your heart away.
There's a tear in your eye,
And I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such power in your smile,
Sure, a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter
Is like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be,
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile,
And now smile a smile for me.
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter,
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seem bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
When Irish Eyes Are Smiling
Imaginative Inscriptions Of Insanity Publicized By ~Johanna~ at 9:34 AM
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HEY.. I love the new look!!!
I have the CD that your playing too!!
i'll soon ya soon... lassie!!!
Hey! Thanks. Yeah, I LOVE this CD soooo much, I listen to it every night. Anyhoo, I still need your blog address/link, don't leave me out of the loop, LOL! Have you heard anything from Ally? Don't forget to call me when you do... BYE!!!!! *waves dramatically*
Is your Birthday Party tomorrow Jose?
No, we postponed it to next weekend because it's between both mine and Chey's b-days. So the new dates would be the 27th-28th. Sorry, I guess I failed to let you in on that little detail in my last email, oops.
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