Waiter send this to the table, the party of one The only other lonely soul in this place And so you’re finishing up your coffee But then where you’re gonna run? Where’d you get that look on your face?
You should always let the sun go down on your anger Let it burn you to sleep Bring it closer to danger To surrender and retreat Sing your sad soul to sleep
I loved you the first time I saw you And you know I love you still But I am tired And I am yours
Don’t even think about your freedom Or taking that flight Or going back upon your promise after fighting for the right Because your eggshells and your right statements And your weaponized words Are paper tigers now
Oh your constant overthinking and your secretive drinking Are making you more and more alone And girl, you can slam the door behind you It ain’t ever gonna close Because when you’re home, you’re already home
I am tired I am tired I don’t wanna go home anymore I don’t wanna throw stones anymore I don’t wanna take part in the war
I loved you the first time I saw you And you know I love you still I loved you the first time I saw you And you know I love you still
I don’t wanna be right anymore Lord, I don’t wanna fight anymore I’m not taking your side anymore I am tired I am not my own And I am leaving Oh, I am tired And I’m coming home
‘Cause I am yours, I am yours, I am yours, I am yours, I am yours I am yours, I am yours, I am yours I am yours, I am yours
Before covering “Helplessly Hoping” on the Stern Show, Brandi Carlile told Howard about the time she performed it live at one of her shows … that Stephen Stills happened to be at.
Music video by Sting performing Fields Of Gold. YouTube view counts pre-VEVO: 5,830,897. (C) 1993 A&M Records #Sting#FieldsOfGold#Vevo#Pop
Lyrics
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love For to gaze a while Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me? Will you be my love? Upon the fields of barley We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so 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 there have been some that I’ve broken But I swear in the days still left We’ll walk in fields of gold We’ll walk in fields of gold
Many years 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 in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold
He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he’s asked what he’d done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she’s gone, so is he
I went to war every morning I lost my way but now I’m following What you said in my arms What I read in the charms That I love durably Now it’s dead and gone and I am free
I went to sleep for the daytime I shut my eyes to the sunshine Turned my head away from the noise Bruise and drip decay of childish toys That I loved arguably All our labouring gone to seed
Went out to play for the evening We wanted to hold onto the feeling On the stretch in the sun And our breathlessness as we run To the beach endlessly As the sun creeps up on the sea
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