Copyright 2003, Joel Morgan
   
   

She wakes alone and the day begins.
The moments unwind.
She wakes alone in her innocence.
And leaves care in time.

Chorus:
Verdant Elysian Fields roll away,
far as the naked eye can
stretch in the morning sun.
Earth to me - is this reality?

I find her there, waiting patiently,
in rays pouring down.
Softly she calls out my sympathy,
and lost longing found.

Chorus:
Verdant Elysian Fields roll away,
far as the naked eye can
stretch in the morning sun.
Earth to me, is this reality?

Bridge:
And I’ve no memory of what dreams may be
beckoning me - somewhere.

(solo)

Chorus:
Verdant Elysian Fields roll away,
far as the naked eye can
stretch in the morning sun.
Earth to me - is this reality?

Verdant Elysian Fields roll away,
far as the naked eye can
stretch in the morning sun.
Earth to me - is this reality?