Fields Of Gold

Youll remember me
when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
Youll forget the sun
in his jealous sky
as we walk in fields of gold

Will you stay with me?
will you be my love
among the fields of barley?
Well forget the sun
in his jealous sky
as we lie 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

Stay with me

Wu wu....
Wu wu....

Will you be my love ?
Yeah oh oh..