±ÇÁø¾Æ - Fields Of Gold
You`ll remember me
when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his
jealous sky
when we walked in fields
of gold
So she took her love
for to gaze awhile among
the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her
hair came down
among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me
Will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in
his jealous sky
when we walked in fields
of gold
I never made promises lightly
and there have been some
that I have broken
but I swear in the days still left
when we walked in fields
of gold
when we walked in fields
of gold
we will walk in fields of gold