Do you remember those days,
we went out of our way,
to pack delicious lunches,
and meet in the fields.

We'd talk about our lives,
and wrestle in the sea,
of tall green grass,
just you and me.

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.

Oh the nights we spent out there,
in the fields, without a care.
Gazing at all the stars, aligned,
just you and I.

And the mornings when I awoke,
to you by my side,
those mornings were,
some of the best of my life.

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.

But my time here is withering away,
so with these last words,
I just want to tell you today,
that you are my world.

And when I go,
please remember me...

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.