From the air the fields over Dublin
Look like a watercolor
When the streets rise up to meet the plane
Nobody notices
That I miss your face 
More than anything in the world
I miss your face 
More than anything in the world
Whiskey for everybody
To us and to all we left behind
beautiful morning
You’ve got someplace to be
So if you have to go
Be sure and think of me
‘Cause I miss your face 
More than anything in the world
And I miss your face 
More than anything in the world
Whiskey for everybody
Whisper the words before you’re out the door again
I believe that you were right
The seas are full and stars are falling
I believe that you were right
We were so young when we left home
From the fields the air over Dublin
Looks like a watercolor
And even in empty arms
I feel the weight of you
Oh I miss your face
More than anything in the world
And I miss your face
More than anything
Whiskey for everybody
To us and to all we left behind when we left home.