Dreaming of a kiss
Bitter green they called her walking in the sun
Waiting through the years
Loving everyone that she met
Waiting for someone to take her hand
There comes a weary stranger, his tears fall in the dust
Dreaming of her kiss
Bitter green they called her waiting in the sun
Lost upon the ocean he died there in the mist
Some say he was a prisoner who never was set free
Loving everyone that she met
Bitter green they called her waiting in the sun
Waiting for her master to kiss away her tears
Waiting for someone to take her home
Kneeling by the churchyard in the autumn mist
Bitter green they called her walking in the sun
Waiting for someone to take her hand
But now the bitter green is gone, the hills have turned to rust
Bitter green they called her waiting in the sun
Bitter green they called her waiting in the sun
Loving everyone that she met
Bitter green they called her walking in the sun
Loving everyone that she met
Bitter green they called her walking in the sun
Some say he was a sailor who died away at sea
