A Thing called Love
I want to share with the world 2 absolutely beautiful songs about love. They are not the conventional kind. But they've never failed to move me.
Fields of Gold - Sting
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 the 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 the 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 goldI
never made promises lightly
And there have been some that Ive broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the 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
Youll 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 the fields of gold
Come Undone – Duran Duran
Mine, immaculate dream,
made breath and skin,
Ive been waiting for you,
Signed, with a home tattoo,
happy birthday to you was created for you.
cant ever keep from falling apart.. at the seams
cant believe youre taking my heart.. to pieces
Ahh, itll take a little time, might take a little crime
to come undone
Now well try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside,
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry.
Who do you need? Who do you love?
When you come undone.
Words, playing me deja vu,
like a radio tune
I swear Ive heard before,
Chill, is it something real, or the magic Im feeding off your fingers
Lost, in a snow filled sky,
we'll make it alright, to come undone,
Now well try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside,
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind -And blow me in to cry
No comments:
Post a Comment