Sting
A, Bm, D, G
You remember me, when the west wind moves, upon the fields of barley.
You forget the sun, with its jealous sky, in the walking fields of gold.
So she took her love, for to gaze away, upon the fields of barley.
And his arms she fell as her hair come down Among the fields of gold
You will stay with me, you will be my love Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun and the jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move, like a lover's soul, upon the fields of barley.
Feel her body rise, when you kiss her mouth, among the fields of gold.
I never made promises lightly, and they have been so that I've broken.
But I swear, in the days to come, We'll walk in fields of gold.
We'll walk in fields of gold.
Many have passed since those summer days, Among the fields of barley.
See the children run as the sun goes down among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun and you can tell the sky
And you walk in fields of gold
And you walk in fields of gold
And you walk in fields of gold