Irish Selection 1994:
Anne Buckley - "I Won't Surrender"

I Won't Surrender

It's down, the flag of hope we raised together so long ago
So sad to see the pretty colours lying on the ground
Like a faded rainbow

We thought we could keep it flying
Through all the wind and the rain
But now even a fool can see
There is no way it will ever fly again

And no, I won't surrender to your arms
Feel the gentle feeling of your heart
And yes, I will surrender to the tears
We are drifting apart

No words can make a ray of sunshine from a winter's snow
No kiss can take us back in time to the way we were
A long, long time ago

Soft words have lost the loving meaning
They are softened by pain
All those whispers in the darkness are only me
Talking to myself again

And no, I won't surrender to your arms
Feel the gentle feeling of your heart
And yes, I will surrender to the tears
We are drifting apart

From a far-off place
Where hand in hand into life we once faced
We bravely stood, our flag we flew
We followed the wind and believed we'd make it me and you
Believed we'd make it me and you

And no, I won't surrender to your arms
Feel the gentle feeling of your heart
And yes, I will surrender to the tears
We are drifting apart

I won't ѕurrender to your heаrt