Lyric

In the hush of falling leaves

The wind tells stories no one sees

Under skies that turned to gold

I wandered through the fields of old

I passed the chestnut trees alone

Their shadows danced upon the stone

You left your name in footprints there

A faded trail of tender care

And though the days have slipped away

The fields remember what we’d say

Blue fields, where time stood still

Where quiet hearts could have their fill

Among the rows, I feel you near

In every breeze, in every tear

Blue fields, we said goodbye—

But left our dreams beneath the sky

I saw the orchard bathed in light

A silver mist at edge of night

The world has moved, the leaves have turned

But some soft truths remain unlearned

The scent of earth, the amber air

It brings me back to who we were there

Blue fields, your voice remains

Like morning fog on windowpanes

Though we grew up, and drifted wide

The soil still sings what we can’t hide

Blue fields, you’re still the start—

The map that lives inside my heart

Maybe we never truly left…

Maybe the field holds the rest…

Blue fields, where seasons sleep

Where buried roots still learn to keep

Even if we lose our way

These blue fields ask us still to stay

Blue fields, I’ll come again—

To find you in the autumn rain

Blue… fields…