the field where I wander
as the warm dewdrops hoverin’
o’er the glen where the meadows lay
and the soft sound calls
and the whispered moments fade away
and the field where i wander
with my mind so bent with shame
for the sorrow caused
from the night before
i held the blame
why did i linger at your side
why did i not leave you to hide
for the leaves from the maple falling
as the tears that had run that night
for the stars had twinkled
and the moon was bashful with delight
i held the longing
while you held the fire
and the evening waned
as the moon would tear me from your side
now as i wander
now as i go
i hope you will remember
i love you
