In times long ago in place that I know
I could rest my head in fields of green underneath skies the bluest Ive seen
with song on the breeze in fields of green
I could lament on the past
as all good things may come to pass
but hope for the future keeps me happy inside
As long as I dream in these fields of green
Ive walked long and hard
I followed the star
To countries so close , near and a far
Ive stood on the shores
bare foot in the sand
as Ive listened to voices of my faraway land
They take both my hands and bring me back home
Where I can dream in these fields of green














Devious Comments
this does sound like a hymm...:
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be yourself
everyone else is already taken.
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