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Sweet Green Fields

 

Sweet Green Fields

(album: Get Closer - 1976)


Sampled on the 1997 rap hit by Busta Rhymes, "Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See."
Looking up the sleeve of confidence, I jump down from the fence.
Been a long time since I've felt this way, let the feeling stay.
Reaching for the arms of love, living, dreaming, thinking of
The moment I slip on the glove, my fear is gone. The grain of hope has grown.

Staring at the face of happiness, this time it answers yes.
In aging peace my doubts will rest away, let the feeling stay.
Looking through the eyes of truth, I see faith and love and youth.
And all else dries up like the dew, my fear is gone. The grain of hope has grown.
And I'll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging to someone.

The distant feeling's gone, and I can make it from now on.
My world has something new. It's all because of you.
The sweet green fields growing in my life will never die.

Looking up the sleeve of confidence, I jump down from the fence.
Been a long time since I've felt this way, let the feeling stay.
Walking up the road of togetherness, this time I must confess
This day's the very best. My fear is gone. The grain of hope has grown.
And I'll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging to someone.
Now I'll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging to someone.
Well I'll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging to someone.

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