Listen to Fields of France song with lyrics from Al Stewart

Fields of France

Al Stewart1 Dec 2008

Fields of France Lyrics

 

Fields Of France - Al Stewart

His flying jacket still has her perfume

 

Memories of the night

Play across his mind

High above the fields of France

 

A single biplane in a clear blue sky

 

1917 no enemy was seen

High above the fields of France

 

Oh she looks

 

But there's nothing to see

 

Still she looks

 

Saying come back to me

 

He tells her just remember me this way

 

Fore here am I more true

Than anything I do

High above the fields of France

 

Oh she looks

 

Though he'll never come back

 

And the letter that came

 

Was bordered in black

 

She'll find somebody else

But not forget

Leaving her regrets

Like vapour trails of jets

High above the fields of France

 

 

High above the fields of France