England Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

Somebody say this was England?
These precious green fields
The sun on our faces, the mist rolling in from the hills
Somebody say this was England?

Your grace and your beauty is real to me
Straight from a storybook I′m told
But, sunny skies cast shadows easily
Let's raise a toast to growing old

And Father, Father, forgive me for I have sinned
And wished great ill upon a fellow man
Please spare him the fires, spare him the pleasures he demands
Just give him time, give him time


Somebody say this was England?
These precious green fields
The sun on our faces, the mist rolling in from the hills
Somebody say this was England?

Strange things happen on the road to Damascus
It sure is a steep and winding road
Freewheelin′ with your eyes closed is the safest way to go
Whether you'll reach the end you'll never know

So quietly, quietly now let′s reply
For silence is a merciless sound
The fireworks, the fashions, the freedoms we′re allowed
Will raze our cities to the ground

Somebody say this was England?
These precious green fields
The sun on our faces, the mist rolling in from the hills
Somebody say this was England?