Open Fields - Dougie MacLean

Open Fields - Dougie MacLean
Written by：Douglas Menzies MacLean
Great halls wide with the ages
And filled with the treasures of time
High walls more than the strongest of hearts
Should believe they could climb
We all stand here broken and torn
We long to get back to what's real
Back to the open fields
Back to the rolling hills
Back to the running burn
I don't know anything greater than you
High talk
Carefully chosen to distance and hold well away
Thin words more than the gentlest of hearts
Can honestly say
We all stand here broken and torn
We long to get back to what's real
Back to the open fields
Back to the rolling hills
Back to the running burn
I don't know anything greater than you
It turns inside itself never ever to be understood
Great days held for the few who don't care
And don't think they should
We all stand here broken and worn
We long to get back to what's real
Back to the open fields
Back to the rolling hills
Back to the running burn
I don't know anything greater than you