Lyrics

IRISH WHITE LACE

Our love is like Irish white lace
One thread to the end.

On the first day of Spring,
Things were made ready.
Irish white lace began to be.
From the beginning, on to the end,
Gift of all gifts for all time.

Soft and pure, delicate delight.
White as new snow shines in moonlight.
Rare it is to find such beauty.
Only when created in love.

A bride stands in wait, the lace to receive.
Her wedding day is soon to be.
The groom, he too waits
His true love to see.
Knowing that's when his new wife she will be.

Soft and pure, delicate delight.
White as new snow shines in moonlight.
Rare it is to find such beauty.
Only when created in love.

Now it's June.
Work is all complete.
Irish white lace has come to be.
Cross many hillsides and over the sea.
A gift from the heart blesses all who receive.

Irish white lace.gift for all time.
From the beginning, on to the end.
One thread.one thread in love.

MUSIC & LYRICS

JENNIFER ST. CLAIR

Copyright 2007