Lyric Stockton Gala Days

That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy. Wild apple
blossoms everywhere. Emerald green like none I have seen apart from
dreams
that escape me. There was no girl as warm as you.
How I ve learned to please, to doubt myself in need, you ll never,
you ll never know.
That summer fields grow high. We made garland crowns in hiding,
pulled stems of flowers from my hair. Blue in the stream like none I
have
seen apart from dreams that escape me. There was no girl as bold as
you.
How I ve learned to please, to doubt myself in need, you ll never,
you ll never know. You ll never know.
Violet serene like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you. How I ve learned to please, to doubt
myself in need. You ll never, you ll never know. You ll never know.
That summer fields grow high. We had wildflower fever. We had to lay
down where they grow. How I ve learned to hide, how I ve locked
inside,
you d be surprised if shown. But you ll never, you ll never know.