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