Testo Fields Of The Young

Cold blows the wind Where the wild flowers fade Like the days we held In our hearts while young But the dark shades of time Change the forms forever Where all our fears Fill the fields of the young. Still stands the air Where silence is spoken Lost for a moment Like shadows on the sand But our lives journey on Through this heartbroken valley To find greater gifts In the fields of the young. Sing of its sounds The land and the sea What breaks the heart is now easy to feel But the pain and the joy Forever in these hills Where our love knows a place In the fields of the young. Slow turns the tide Where dark runs the sea And our memories fade Like the shadows on the shore But my heart feels the surge Of the deep running river That carries me back To the fields of the young.