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 a while
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?
I never made promises lightly;
and there are some that I've broken;
but I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold;
We will 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;
as we lie in fields of gold;
as we lie in fields of gold