Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Greenfields by The Brothers Four
Once there were greenfields,Kissed by the sun.
Once there were valleys where rivers used to run,
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above,
Once they were part of an ever lasting love.
We were the lovers, who strolled, through greenfields.
Once there were valleys where rivers used to run,
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above,
Once they were part of an ever lasting love.
We were the lovers, who strolled, through greenfields.
