In fields of forever, I wait for thee
As clouds drift over the silver sea
Send me thy love on the sylvan breeze
Through the song of the birds, and the Moon's mysteries.
Here 'neath the shadow of a sycamore tree
In the wandering wind, I think of thee
Through golden clouds and fleeting mists
I long to taste thy sugar kiss.
Someday, true love, on thee, I'll shower
Like the morning breeze through the lilac flowers
In the fields of forever, I'll wait for thee
Till then, my love, remember me...........
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