Fields Of France Lyrics
| Song | Fields Of France |
| Artist | Al Stewart |
| Album | Running Man - Introducing... Al Stewart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : 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 |
| zuo ci : 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 |
| zuò cí : 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 |
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