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Step into the story of a love never spoken, set against the haunting beauty of the Irish countryside. "A Heart Wrapped in Wildflowers" is a raw, emotional folk song that will stay with you long after the last note.

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Description About the Song
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What if the one you loved never knew?
A Heart Wrapped in Wildflowers is a soul-stirring Irish Folk song that captures the ache of unspoken love, woven through the timeless beauty of rural Ireland. With raw vocals and cinematic storytelling, this track takes you deep into memory, longing, and what lingers in the quiet spaces between hearts.

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🌿 Perfect for fans of emotional folk, acoustic ballads, and lyrical storytelling.

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🎵Lyrics 🎵
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Soft strings hum over wind through stone,
A field in bloom, yet all alone...

She walked the lane in Sunday light,
A basket full, her dress stitched tight.
Eyes the color of rain-washed moss,
She’d hum while counting petals lost.

I watched from where the dry wall breaks,
Afraid to speak, but wide awake.

A heart wrapped in wildflowers, left in the sun,
Gathered each season, but kept by no one.
She bloomed where she stood, roots in the mud—
And still I remember, the scent and the flood.

She’d talk to lambs, and laugh at crows,
Tie daisy chains 'round her bare elbows.
The wind would carry her voice like a thread—
Still, I stitched silence instead.

I tried to write, but burned each page,
The words too small to hold her gaze.

A heart wrapped in wildflowers, left in the sun,
Gathered each season, but kept by no one.
She bloomed where she stood, roots in the mud—
And still I remember, the scent and the flood.

Years passed like rivers cut through stone,
Now I walk that path, overgrown.
At her old gate, the wood half-rotted,
Her laugh in the air—never forgotten.

Not every love gets a place to rest,
Some only live in a borrowed breath.
I never held her, but I was known,
In the way she smiled, just once, alone.

A heart wrapped in wildflowers, left in the sun,
Gathered each season, but kept by no one.
She bloomed where she stood, roots in the mud—
And still I remember, the scent and the flood.

Now when the blossoms fall with the breeze,
I feel her there—just out of reach.
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