Fields of Gold - Peter Hollens/Lindsey Stirling/Tyler Ward

You'll remember me

When the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You'll forget the sun

In his jealous sky

As we walk in 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 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 gold

I never made promises

I never made promises lightly

And there have been some

That I've broken

But I swear in the days still left

We'll walk in fields of gold

We'll walk 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

You'll 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 fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold