spunkyspork
01-10-2009, 07:19 AM
We lay in golden fields,
With flowers in our hair,
Beneath the jealous sun,
Of your shining youth, so fair.
You chased me through a meadow,
Of poppies, scarlet-red,
Our fingers tangled in the sunshine,
As I lay dreaming in my bed.
Written for someone I miss...
With flowers in our hair,
Beneath the jealous sun,
Of your shining youth, so fair.
You chased me through a meadow,
Of poppies, scarlet-red,
Our fingers tangled in the sunshine,
As I lay dreaming in my bed.
Written for someone I miss...