As the fields go hurrying by
In a blaze of earth and sky
My thoughts go racing too
To find their way back home to you
How do I make myself clear?
Don't speak the language here
I'm a stranger in this town you know
"Patience", says my heart and mind
But my soul knows it must leave in time
As the sun goes solemnly down
In the fields beyond this town
It's a miracle in itself you know
"Patience", says my heart and mind
But my soul knows it must leave in time
It's a miracle in itself, you know