The Field Down the Path

The field down the path

There is a field down the path where the memories lay

That never fades like the green grass that never goes away

Wild flowers grow and Lilies bloom

In the field down the path where dreams loom

Children play by day lovers meet by night

In the field down the path where romance is bright

spring changes to summer summer to fall

In the field down the path that holds it all

Year after year the days go by

But that field never changes as time flies

Slowly by slow the memories change

In the field down the path it begins to rain

Inch by inch dreams are washed away

In that field down the path where the memories lay

No longer running barefoot will lovers be

Because that field down the path we can no longer see

until the fates let us,

Ali