The Foggy Fields Of France lyrics
Green the foggy fields of France today I journey through
Green the singer, Al, who sings the way I feel for you Green our love so tender yet, a gift each day made new Green would be the whole wide world if they our secret knew Blue the little patch of sky peeping through the gray Blue the color of your dress the day I went away Blue the mighty ocean deep keeping us apart Blue the melody I strum on this old guitar I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart The root of the root and the bud of the bud The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood, oh Gold the feeling that I get as the plane comes in to land Gold the sinking western sun making it's fiery bands Gold the color of your curls as at the gate you stand Gold the ring I bring for you to slip on your left hand I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart This is the wonder that keeps the stars apart The root of the root and the bud of the bud The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood The root of the root and the bud of the bud We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart
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