In the fall of the year
  she flew across the ocean
  to ireland, the land of her fathers
  when we said goodbye,
  a tear was in her eye
  i lost her then and there
  my irish angel
  
  the first letter came
  she said she loved it there
  and how much she wished
  i was there with her
  she wrote it on a hill
  in the gentle irish rain
  i saw her in my mind
  my irish an
  
  i wrote her back then
  there was no second letter
  just the silence of the snow
  that fell around me
  
  i let her down i know
  the day i let her go
  now she's found someone else
  my irish angel
  
  the first time i saw her
  my heart went in a spin
  when they speak of love
  they call it falling
  it was like i held my breath
  'til i laid eyes on her again
  so beautiful she was
  my irish angel
  
  and when a stolen glance
  led to a stolen kiss
  i thought i knew the
  chance that i was taking
  i know i never knew
  a love as strong as this
  or what it was to feel
  my own heart breaking
  
  so now i raise a glass
  and then i'll raise another
  one to forget
  one to remember
  and one just to dream
  of how things could have been
  if i hadn't lost my irish angel