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Lyrics: Nadine Coyle. Fields Of Gold.

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon 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
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth

Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly

And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left

We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley

See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
Only we walked in fields of gold (oh)
When we walked in fields of gold


Nadine Coyle