The Greencards - Outskirts of Blue lyrics

I still call out for angels I still wish on a falling star And the rain makes me smile When I wonder where you are As the fields of green pa** by I taste the wine that we once shared And I sing to the flowers on the mountain Through the winds that whisper there Oh, the truth has a habit of creeping right on up to you You left your mark on my heart like an old stone tablet Weathered and worn on the outskirts of blue Today I found some old letters At times I'd laugh then I'd cry It made me feel a whole lot better The thought of you by my side Oh, the truth has a habit of creeping right on up to you You left your mark on my heart like an old stone tablet Weathered and worn on the outskirts of blue You left your mark on my heart like an old stone tablet Weathered and worn on the outskirts of blue