Bluebell Fields
Take me on the river, a usual whisper
Life is to speak to whoever I want
Life
Near the ocean, the sky is crying blue
Equal to me is the morning
I, I...
And I'm livin', breathin', fallin' down
In my heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You watch the flowers like her
Restore your heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
In the bluebell fields, in the soul
In the bluebell fields, in the soul, oh I, I...
In the bluebell fields
In your soul
Your soul, oh, oh I...
And this is the world (soul)
And this is...
Take her the flowers again, let's hold the line
Let's never just lie to their eyes
I...
The sky needs to learn, his eyes are painted blue
You're cold to me as the night, as the night
As the night, as the night, as the night, as the night
As the night
And I'm livin', breathin', fallin' down
In my heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You watch the flowers like her
Restore your heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
In the bluebell fields, in the soul
In the bluebell fields, in the soul, oh I, I...
In the bluebell fields
In your soul
Life is to speak to whoever I want
Life
Near the ocean, the sky is crying blue
Equal to me is the morning
I, I...
And I'm livin', breathin', fallin' down
In my heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You watch the flowers like her
Restore your heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
In the bluebell fields, in the soul
In the bluebell fields, in the soul, oh I, I...
In the bluebell fields
In your soul
Your soul, oh, oh I...
And this is the world (soul)
And this is...
Take her the flowers again, let's hold the line
Let's never just lie to their eyes
I...
The sky needs to learn, his eyes are painted blue
You're cold to me as the night, as the night
As the night, as the night, as the night, as the night
As the night
And I'm livin', breathin', fallin' down
In my heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You watch the flowers like her
Restore your heart, you are, and you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
In the bluebell fields, in the soul
In the bluebell fields, in the soul, oh I, I...
In the bluebell fields
In your soul
Credits
Writer(s): William Byron Kneale, James Jonathan Lee, Charles Francis Cocksedge, Ricky Scott Beaman
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