July 21, 2013

The Field


   


There was a field in my old town 
Where we always played hand in hand 
The wind was gently 
touching the grass 
We were so young, so fearless

Then I dreamt over and over 
Of you holding me 
tight under the stars 
I made a promise 
to my dear lord 
I will love you forever

Time has passed 
So much has changed 
But the field remains in my heart 
Where are you? 
I need to tell you
 I still love you 
So I reach out for you 
You fly around me like a butterfly
   
Your voice still echoes 
in my heart 
You are my true love

There was a field in my old town 
Where in spring all flowers blossomed wide 
We were chasing butterflies 
Hand in hand 'til close of day 
   
Your voice still echoes in my heart












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