I stand in a field
Beautiful nature is revealed
Blue sky brightens my day
The sun heats my face with it’s rays
The barley stretches beyond my sight
Looking like liquid gold of delight
Once knew a girl with that color of hair
Our encounter was a brief affair
During the days of summer and endless nights
Her face would read of things concise
Time seemed to stand still
Even when we would make love on that hill
We were sorrowed to say goodbye
Knowing our hearts of love were supplied
Her life had a different course
She explained with remorse
I still see her every now and then
That’s why i come here again and again
Upon this glamours area of barley
It’s as pretty as my Carly
Yes, I gaze over this sight of treasury
After all, it’s a field of memories