Marigold Songtext
von Angel Forrest

She had a way with words
That often was misheard
From here to there and then to now
It all seemed such a blur

Under the stars of the Isle of Skye
Left early September, came back late July

If you′ve lost your soul
And you're on your own

Find your way back home
In the words of sweet marigold

And they lay her down
In the fields of heather
They remembered all the ones she loved
And the ones she left behind


Holidays and hand-me-downs
Forgotten souvenirs
Better days could not be found
Amongst a trail of tears

Oh, sweet marigold

If you′ve lost your soul
And you're on your own
Find your way back home

In the words

If you've lost your soul
And you′re on your own
Find your way back home
In the words of sweet, sweet marigold

If you′ve lost your soul
And you're on your own
Find your way back home
In the words of sweet marigold