Green Fields

In green fields I will lie

As summer comes on soon

And the birds above me fly

I will wait here for the moon

My heart it sings, my heart it sings

Of better times, of better things

And he will be here soon

His my old friend the moon

There's a soft breeze all around

From far beyond the hills

And the birds are rightly proud

Of the peace this land instills

My heart it sings, my heart it sings

Of better times, of better things

And he will be here soon

My old friend the moon

Oh the world from which I came

Was as dark as it was cold

But the light here knows my name

It is warm and it is bold

My heart it sings, my heart it sings

Of better times, of better things

And he will be here soon

My old friend the moon

My heart it sings, my heart it sings

Of better times, of better things

And he will be here soon

My old friend the moon