From the recording A Beautiful World
Lyrics
Fields of Home
There’s a field of golden majesty and light. A meadow soft and warm. It’s where I rest my Soul, where my Spirit rides the wind, in the golden fields of home. And the path I walk that always leads me there reminds me to be still. To hear the call from the meadow from the light to the golden fields of home. I’m on my way. I’ll be back in your arms again. I’m returning to you my friend through the fields of home. I’m on my way. I remember I promised you to return to the love we knew through the fields of home. And we meet again in the majesty and light in a meadow soft and warm. It’s where our Soul’s can sing and where our Spirits ride the wind in the golden fields of home. I’m on my way. I’ll be back in your arms again. I’m returning to you my friend through the fields of home. I’m on my way. I remember I promised you to return to the love we knew through the fields of home