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Fields Of Gold
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 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
Angel Eyes
Have you ever had the feeling
That the world's gone and
Left you behind?
Have you ever had the feeling
That you're that close to
Losing your mind?
You look around each corner,
Hoping that she's there.
You try to play it cool, perhaps.
Pretend that you don't care.
But it doesn't do a bit of good,
You've got to seek till you find,
Or you'll never unwind.
Try to think that love's not around,
Still it's uncomfortably near.
My old heart ain't gaining no ground,
Because my Angel Eyes ain't here.
Angel Eyes, that old devil scent,
They glow unbearably bright.
Need I say that my love's misspent?
Misspent with Angel Eyes tonight.
So drink up all you people.
Order anything you see.
Have fun, you happy people.
The drink and the laugh's on me.
Pardon me, but I got to run.
The fact's uncomfortably clear.
Got to find this now Number One,
And why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
Tell me why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
Asking why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
Excuse me, while I disappear.
Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot
When you´re down and they´re counting,
when your secrets all found out,
when your troubles take to mounting,
when the map you have leads you to doubt.
When there´s no information
and the compass turns to nowhere that you know well:
let your soul be your pilot,
let your soul guide you,
he´ll guide you well.
When the doctors failed to heal you,
when no medicine chest can make you well,
when no counsel leads to comfort,
when there are no more lies they can tell.
No more useless information and the compass spins,
the compass spind between heaven and hell:
let your soul be your pilot,
let your soul guide you,
he´ll guide you well.
And your eyes turn towards the window pane
to the lights upon the hill.
The distance seems to strange to you now
and the dark room seems to still.
Let your pain be my sorrow,
let your tears be my tears too.
Let your courage be my model,
that the north you find will be true.
When there´s no more useless information
and the compass turns to nowhere that you know well:
Let your soul be your pilot,
let your soul guide you, let your soul guide you,
let your soul guide you upon your way.
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